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Tag: #haiku


clear spring night: the train– the sound that draws us to ask: where are we going?


love doesn’t judge the way it finds itself. it loves, and in loving, proves.


if you haven’t held a wrong view, i don’t trust you. but let’s hug, and talk.

admonition I

magical thinking, intuition. compare and contrast, forever