S4 Studied
Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 14-09-2019
It’s late. Two or three in the morning. I can’t sleep. The moon sluices through windows and shatters, like white litter, on the floor. I think of Mount Fuji, silent dragon sleeping, ice-capped, and the moon, and thin-streamed clouds.
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