Parched earth cracks like shattered glass,
the drought’s breath withers the soul,
yet in the barren silence,
life waits beneath the dust.
From A Poem A Day: Australasia & the Pacific
Parched earth cracks like shattered glass,
the drought’s breath withers the soul,
yet in the barren silence,
life waits beneath the dust.
From A Poem A Day: Australasia & the Pacific
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