the trees sway slowly.
a bird sings in the distance
as its egg hatches.
Yeah, these haikus totally describe my situations :| :| :)
limit of optimism.
Monday, June 23
Haiku # 4.
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Welcome, Ghosts!
the me
- Psychotic Philosopher
- Turning some dust-covered gears and animating my fingers to write, write, and write. It is through this writing that you and I can grasp up to the heavens of our own design, and sit for a while, enjoying the gentle passage of time, like two idle lovers caught up in the healthy currents of life.)
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