poem of the day
Sunday, August 11, 2024
poem of the day August 11
What if
there is
a low tide
high tide
air cycle
twice a day
365 days
a year
A tide
so subtle
we don't
even know
it exists
because we
are to busy
in our daily
life boats
fishing in
the ocean?
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