spinning and spinning
the world is ambivalent
to our little plans
How does it work?
That was so deep and true as well! Loved your Haiku!
An uncaring world indeed! But, it's impossible to be ambivalent about your talent! I always love your work and insight.
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That was so deep and true as well! Loved your Haiku!
An uncaring world indeed! But, it's impossible to be ambivalent about your talent! I always love your work and insight.