Wednesday, April 30, 2025

10/30

A third of my life lives far away

A third of my mind only happens in dreams

Another third is scattered 'tween oceans and lands,

Less than half but always there,

Like a third of the poems that April demands.
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  1. Giti ChandraMay 1, 2025 at 6:20 PM

    so many layers and all so resonant <3 I hope you will at least continue with the remaining two thirds of the April poems!

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