Adapt
with
the windows
down
rolled past
houses
and glimpsed
light pink
roses
climbing
a chain-link
fence
and somehow
they reached me
through the metal
without words
like a bird
in the rain
TL
Adapt
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Poetry
Adapt
with
the windows
down
rolled past
houses
and glimpsed
light pink
roses
climbing
a chain-link
fence
and somehow
they reached me
through the metal
without words
like a bird
in the rain
TL