Lost (Cinquain)

by Christopher Wry   Sep 13, 2008


In the

old oak forest

hidden by the mist of

the waterfall is a stand of

bamboo

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  • 16 years ago

    by Mishka

    Hmmm... i am not so sure i clerly understand this... but i like the imagination. :)
    mnaybe the mst beautiful things are hidden... we must look closely to see?

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