wet rolling thunder.
the cream rises to the top.
floating on bubbles.
thunder
deaf silence
the music rolls in
like thunder across the plains.
deaf to the silence
Your Daily Haiku
by Jason
wet rolling thunder.
the cream rises to the top.
floating on bubbles.
by Jason
the music rolls in
like thunder across the plains.
deaf to the silence
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
E.E. Cummings
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