A speckle of dust Flies in his face Defeating a smile Standing aside A wail of wind Blows by his mind Distracting a thought Where frustration resides A feast or a famine Flooding rains or dry earth Food thrown in the bin A lone man is diving Cherish the lentils The taste on the tongue […]
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