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Lizard |
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Mosquito,
Posted by: Lizard |
| Date: |
9-Feb-2008-13:51:54 |
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Winter Song |
It is winter and I am cold. Hot rocks are a vague memory of summers past. These days I cling to gas heaters and steal Haiku from books by ancient Zen masters; Winter Soliltude:
Winter solitude.
In a world of one color
the sound of wind.
Basho
It makes me happy.
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