Anonymous ID: 3c5041 Feb. 12, 2018, 12:41 a.m. No.348283   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>348256

 

To a Young Poet

 

Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird.

Bird and wing together

Go down, one feather.

 

No thing that ever flew,

Not the lark, not you,

Can die as others do.

Anonymous ID: 3c5041 Feb. 12, 2018, 12:48 a.m. No.348330   🗄️.is 🔗kun

I never saw a wild thing

sorry for itself.

A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough

without ever having felt sorry for itself.