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A Plate Of Rice

Dew Nightingale

Come soon,
Dear, at noon
Like a tired dove.
Take the best
Of my dreamy nest
And a waiting love.

Over the sky and sea
Come to me.
O' my dear,
Hunger and tear,
Stop here your flies.
I've saved for you just
With a heart in trust
A plate of rice.

17.04.2020

(C) Dew Nightingale
04/17/2020


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