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| The sculpture of an Indian peacock clicked at a Emporium! |
The smell of a new book,
Leaves me lost among the bygone times-
Of friends and school...
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The scent of earth,
After the first summer rain,
Dancing outside-
Among the beautiful peacocks,
Their trail in display!
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Burning wood,
And fragrant herbs and oils-
Sacrifices to the fire God!
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Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai!
