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[metatron_tm]

A haiku on dreams for oldestbeloved.

At night les murs tombent,
lux noxque, los palabras
van, and meaning remains

[At night, the walls fall
light and dark, words
leave and meaning remains]

Hm. I actually like this game.

Comments

[oldestbeloved]

It is a fun game. Hmm. More haiku?

[metatron_tm]

Yes. Your topic.

[OOC: Eh I have to go to bed, am afraid. Is ridiculously early and I have an essay to edit, hand in, and a room to pack away :'( A demain... or, well, later today...]

[oldestbeloved]

Hmm. Spring, the season...

[OOC: A bientot then!]

[metatron_tm]

You do know that was actrually my first thought for a topic? *shakes his head* See above.