Standing on a desk,
An empty perfume bottle,
It holds time and space.
How does it work?
Beautiful.
I like the meaning of Haiku and 5-7-5 perfect classic syllables
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Beautiful.
I like the meaning of Haiku and 5-7-5 perfect classic syllables