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As twilight paints the sky in soft purples, she sits on her porch, limbs finally at rest. A cool breeze caresses her face, and for a moment, she feels as light as the leaves dancing on the wind. Tomorrow will bring new challenges, but tonight, she is at peace, swaying gently with the rhythm of the world.
Somsubhra Banerjee
Mario López-Goicoechea
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Sublime poem. Thanks for sharing.
London-based, Cuban writer. Author of “Cuban, Immigrant, and Londoner” https://uk.bookshop.org/a/6886/9781528994293 https://acubaninlondon.medium.com/membership
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