Unassuming Haiku Musings
Soft, speak of lightning
Soft, speak of lightning. I'd defer to Prospero above a groundling.
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Thoughts, stories, and ideas.
Soft, speak of lightning. I'd defer to Prospero above a groundling.
A Stratford sonnet hath a will like no other save for another.
What was this like, like? unlike any other like; no two are alike.
PARIS, France—Arthur and Moore went to find Shaw at the Pavillon de l’Alma. Rodin’s work held no mystery for me that afternoon. I