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Rustles of Autumn

Rustles of Autumn A cozy autumn Kouta capturing golden leaves, crackling hearths, rustling foliage, and the season’s beautifully rebellious...

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Yesterdays that swayed

By the empty swing,
I come searching my childhood,
Foretimes that swayed free.

Linking with Haiku Horizons : Swing
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.

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