haiku de viLLe
Wednesday, 15 March 2017
residual pain:
never breaking out of past
applied transgressions
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I can hear the train Whistle, and distant rumbling, Makes me feel lonely
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the hole by the fence and the absence of barking suggest i'm dogless.
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you think i won't leave, your anger like a prison. freedom: happiness
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