Tuesday, April 22, 2008
pitchers tuck by buddy don: blushes
Frail cherry blossoms
Reflect in still spring water,
Their blushes doubled,
Before, petal by petal,
They descend to the surface.
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pomes of buddy don,
waka writ by budouadana,
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