He measured his words like he did coffee grounds and used them as often. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related 2 Comments Striking is the word that came to mind after reading this. Nice Haiku. Reply Thank you 🙂 Reply Leave a comment Cancel reply Δ Post navigation Previous Previous post: TransitNext Next post: Never in my life
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Striking is the word that came to mind after reading this. Nice Haiku.
Thank you 🙂