Winter, 2011 (a haiku)
Heard it through windows,
Winter's rasping and lisping--
The comforter's warmth.
Winter's rasping and lisping--
The comforter's warmth.
This is an exercise in creative writing & spontaneous prose. It's in English for practice, updated at random, and any resemblance to real persons or facts is just one big, huge, humongous coincidence. Like Wikipedia, really.
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