A Social Phobic's Interpretation & Decoration of Poetical Ideas, Messages, Information and Resources.

Stories within a story

February 13, 2014

Old willow tree in the village,

an endless story,

a bare withe,

can no longer hide,

stories within a story,

the fallen poems,

scattered on the ground,

are put into the basket of memory,

by the hands of wind.

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Nature, Places, Seasons, Uncategorized

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