Posted on October 27, 2018
by Sakura Feels
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hot mushroom soup while the skies are pouring down – such peace…
Posted on October 25, 2018
by Sakura Feels
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ink on paper, yellow lamplight glows above; light wind and stars
Posted on October 24, 2018
by Sakura Feels
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while walking in the rain I see the drenched haystacks and why, oh why, I muse over summer?…
Posted on October 23, 2018
by Sakura Feels
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every time I look above, I get lost, I immerse, I swim through mackerel clouds
Posted on October 22, 2018
by Sakura Feels
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there is no place so crowded yet so lone like a park in autumn…
Posted on October 21, 2018
by Sakura Feels
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soft, juicy, salted, steamed, with potatoes – melt in the mouth the scrumptious autumn sea bassli
Posted on October 20, 2018
by Sakura Feels
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the autumn voices sing in a choir of wind, of crickets and of silence
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