Haiku:
Rain falls, birds call, tree
See? The pale pink petals torn
away from the branch?
Sometimes, I just want to sit here forever. In this place where it is between stillness and motion--frozen. The warm red glow of lantern light dancing off the walls. The curtains drawn away from the window, where everything is blue, blue, blue, blurred by the rain. And I am at peace.
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