Green blades, Blue days, Yellow flowers Begin to tower. Warm days Set the stage, The birds pray To the golden rays. Life begins With musical whims; The trees spin, The apricots live. The sun sets, The wind jets Across the sky, The day went by.
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Discover the captivating world of Kev, an engaging writer whose pen weaves stories and poems rooted in historical & cultural events. Delve into the realm where fiction mingles with facts, leaving you curious and inspired.
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