Stolen Into A Cocoon

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Barren never knew coolness
of the wind after softspoken rain
has left a whisper.
That night only moonlight missing
yet content with candlelight.
Let them say then
fulfillment cannot be found by broken.

Come to my country in November.

Published by Sia Morweng

I'm Sia, and you're my new friend.

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