Climate Frontier

Pieces and patches

Patches here and pieces there is nothing more than the chaos in the darkest recess,
Worthy of praises,
or tear the mask worn on faces clear.
Hear or gear to form the creases
Of an old cloth worn out with lots of frizzes.
Patches here and pieces there…laugh was all you come to give…but then deep into the oceans you dive…to bring out worries, cries, pains and tears leaping forward in life like a hare…
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