random late-night poetry-thought
3:25 AM
64.2 degrees Fahrenheit
the breeze stirs the chimes
outside the kitchen window
where I sit drinking chai
and reading a Persian cookbook.
64.2 degrees Fahrenheit
the breeze stirs the chimes
outside the kitchen window
where I sit drinking chai
and reading a Persian cookbook.
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more of your poetry should be less random
um transalation i want to see some of your writing
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