HaikuFireplace #1 暖炉の火— a Haiku
red flame never shapes the same ungrabbable 暖炉の火 同じ姿は 二度となく
2019-11
Haiku
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No word on the screen of my computer at the desk, trying to pull my words from the well of fantasy.