all this towering pride
tell me a place with no
male chauvinism
waving goodbye
to the day too
our shadows
is there anywhere
God does not show
his artistic talent?
different worlds
the world
many many worlds
in the field
a lone tree bidding goodbye
to the day
spring buds
the earth bursts forth
with fresh greetings
the bright red rose
after the rain
a collection of wet dreams
a ballet dancer's envy
fresh soft lily
swirling out of itself
lighting up winter morn
snow sprinkled
frosted berries
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