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Life Musings 哲学 / Poetry 詩
- 11 months
Tea Party
This poem was written during my high school days when I was in my third depression, and when I found what an incredible healing tool writing could be. (Woab! I just had a metacognition flash typing that sentence: The act of finding something beautiful in a terrible time reflects the poem’s message it self. I found writing in my depression. [Oh, the isometric beauty!]) The 14th stanza (I’ve put it in bold.) has become a mantra for me when life splits at the seems.

The McDonald’s House
A haiku about my unconventionally colored home.