Ouch! That was a day when the stork swooped down,
like a fat envelope with a blank letter,
carrying blotches of black ink spread all over, bearing a stamp of some obscure post office
from some obscure heaven.
The bird grabbed the wrist of the playful child
and bit her hard for some obscure crime.
Sushama Karnik
like a fat envelope with a blank letter,
carrying blotches of black ink spread all over, bearing a stamp of some obscure post office
from some obscure heaven.
The bird grabbed the wrist of the playful child
and bit her hard for some obscure crime.
Sushama Karnik
Не потакайте негативу ...
Он постоянно разрушает вас...
Спокойно отходите мимо ...
Сей опыт, явно не для Н А С .........
М.А.Г.
Он постоянно разрушает вас...
Спокойно отходите мимо ...
Сей опыт, явно не для Н А С .........
М.А.Г.
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- Aug 20, 2017
- A beautiful night with stars
lets no one be alone.
If you just look up at the sky
the stars will speak to you.
Like the horizon, so far and so close,
the things we hold dear
move back and forth.
Life changes form.
Nothing remains what it was and what it is.
Yet seasons come,
orchids blossom
again and again.
each day ends in dusk,
and each end has the feel
as if it's the end of a page,
and a page where some things are still unread.
Aug 22, 2017 - Aug 22, 2017
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