When was it, perhaps, that my comfortable things became my prison? 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 A very probing haiku! Bravo. Reply Thank you very much 🙂 Reply Leave a reply to Deuscain Cancel reply Δ Post navigation Previous Previous post: The coinNext Next post: To the left
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A very probing haiku! Bravo.
Thank you very much 🙂