Without your whisper /
my ear hears only stale words. /
Summer tastes empty.
[Editor’s note: This is a variation on the Haiku posted last Thursday, entitled “Silence.”]
Without your whisper /
my ear hears only stale words. /
Summer tastes empty.
[Editor’s note: This is a variation on the Haiku posted last Thursday, entitled “Silence.”]
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