The big L haiku
Love like a seasons blossomBare to the chest of mother nature
of all that we are.
The big L haiku
Love like a seasons blossomIn 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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