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Handmade4 january 2020
Many Shades
The brown rice were
not yet ready.
An old man turns in grave.
*
The thingness
was shapeless in dark
Like a sleeping Buddha.
*
Once I told a lie.
The snow started melting
releasing methane.
4 january 2020
The brown rice were
not yet ready.
An old man turns in grave.
*
The thingness
was shapeless in dark
Like a sleeping Buddha.
*
Once I told a lie.
The snow started melting
releasing methane.