It is only Haiku, floats upon the pools
a Stroll through life in Japan
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
wash away
this strip of paper are cut into a human shape.
once you write your name (and your age) on it, it houses you.
stroke it and breathe softly onto it.
it takes away your stains, get purified and thrown down in the river.
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