who cares
where we go and what we do?
on this snowy night
I walk side by side
with my drunken shadow
NeverEnding Story, January 18, 2019
A Room of My Own: Time Span Tanka
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in blossom rain
my pink-haired daughter laments,
*we'll all die one day...*
I reply, let's hope
the time span makes life unique
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