Never Saw the Day (haiku)
Thoughts growing hazy,
My eyes became red and wet,
For they never saw the day.
Never Saw the Day (haiku)
Thoughts growing hazy,
My eyes became red and wet,
For they never saw the day.
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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