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Catching Up

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Dendra D.M.June 25, 2016

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Catching up

tanka poem by: Dendra D.M.

@Dendra_dm

I would ask myself

So many things about us

But the time is scarce

And you are so far ahead

Where I exist in my head

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Dendra D.M.

Meticulous animal, chaotic philosopher.

A middle-distance runner and a poet in a never-ending quest of becoming a better man.

Latest posts by Dendra D.M. (see all)

Evolution - July 25, 2016
My Question to Yours - July 20, 2016
Where am I, What am I - July 15, 2016

This publication is part 21 of 27 in the series Tanka Collection

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