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Into the Maid of Mist
The cascades rippled through my heart,
An emulsion of colours, I was lost in the art
Drowning the miseries, sorrow and grief
It was time to turn over a new leaf.
I wanted to be swept away,
Paddle the horizons and fadeaway.
Inhaling in such a natural wonder,
I swayed as high as the clouds and yonder.
Rainbows glistened in the haze,
The falls gushed down in a c...
Wednesday 17th February 2021 12:35 pm
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