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No. 108 - Escapism
Quiet Thursday
slips on by me.
A reading day,
letting it be.
Another world
will be unfurled,
– escapism.
No. 109 - Cats
The cats are fed.
Their treats taken.
Nap on my bed,
they will awaken,
when its tea time.
Trees they will climb,
That's what cats do!
No. 110 - Fibonacci
Fibonacci
patterns appear.
Just like a key,
they never veer.
Nature's wonder,
never blunder,
their perfect curves.
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