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The outside unknown,
Yet through the window: a glimpse
Of perfect, blue sky.
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The outside unknown,
Yet through the window: a glimpse
Of perfect, blue sky.
More stories from writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (3)
Woah, this is even more genius than I initially thought🤯 I never clicked on the blue text bubble, so when you mentioned a haiku I was like wait…what?? Wow, just wow. Brilliant.
Such an interesting journey! I loved skipping through all the stories and the foray into consciousness. Nicely executed!
you wrote a (kind of) recursive story about recursion you wrote about distorting symbols with distorted symbols you made the reader the test subject of the simulated dystopia (am I write about that?) you WROTE A HAIKU!! I'm just Not ok