still my wife buys tea
we wake up in a bedroom
we can continue…
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Author:
Demar Desu (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Haiku
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Good fortune counted in the last lines. Well done
Demar, I get this. The crisis remains painfully real, yet it does not possess everything…love, shelter, and the smallest signs of home still offer enough strength for another day. Beautifully restrained, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Well said
Without Tea what is life?
Well said.
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