
My first weekly haiku. Expect one every Wednesday evening.
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Ashen hands reach out
Finding nothing to grasp for
Dead but undying
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There's naught a curtain that can be lifted, and sometimes it's best if you just imagine what's behind it. That, my friends, is what poetry is all about.
What do you think this one means?
In case the text doesn't show or you don't feel like downloading...
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Ashen hands reach out
Finding nothing to grasp for
Dead but undying
---
There's naught a curtain that can be lifted, and sometimes it's best if you just imagine what's behind it. That, my friends, is what poetry is all about.
What do you think this one means?
Category Poetry / All
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Size 120 x 120px
File Size 334 B
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