“こがらしや
海にタ日を
吹き落とす“
夏目礎石
The cold winter is blowing hard. It blows really hard as if it makes the sun sink into the ocean.
Shadows
Capricious Shadows that open space to a world of light satisficing their own vanity forming suspicious figures with informal sentiments. Almost taking jovial attitudes that sometimes waking doubt and fear in the heart of men, feeding such pride of a dark world that timidly dares to step on the land where Apolo governs on the highs from his throne.
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