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Time Travel: katauta
What is this thing life? Even stuck still in amber the passage of time remains. What use is living? Even the largest river remembers the breeze touching. What is this thing life? Keeping track of each minute wastes yet another … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, breath, Japanese verse forms, katauta, life, mondo, poetic forms, time
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