*Tanka XXVIII*
At first twas a gaze,
then metamorphosed into rage;
of beauty and grace,
pruned passion and acme laced.
And I find joy in the rage.
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Note: Of lanky love.
Tanka XXXVIII
Life leads to many directions, ancestral trail leads you to the progenitors.
Ancestral Trail 