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Journal
Sunday
JUNE.21.2026
Poem of Today
A sparkle runs across the air,
A glance escapes without a care.
A word missteps, then turns to rhyme,
And grins at rules it cannot define.
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Sunday
JUNE.21.2026
A sparkle runs across the air,
A glance escapes without a care.
A word missteps, then turns to rhyme,
And grins at rules it cannot define.