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Today it’s Quadrille at dVerse, with Mish hosting. The poem has to have exactly 44 words. The word that has to be included in the poem is “rock”.
Lying with my eyes close
Surrounded by the high rocks
Feeling the birds soaring high
Hearing music of quiet streams
Fresh Air kissing my hair
Magic unforgettable
Reality a harsh desert Sun
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