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Saw the Haiku chain

Buried by Kunlun Posts

Now I know better

Never mind my thought

Haiku has enough rules

The Tao dosen't care


Sitting in the the weeds, some one must know.

Sitting on a chair, it could be any where.

Watching the ghosts float by, traped within shells, traped in a lie.

Buried with there heads in the sand, will these humans ever understand.



Not your body, not your thoughts, you are the awareness


Word I does not exist.

Catching the beast by the head and tail.

look there's a little snail.

Edited by Z3N

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