Sometimes fate takes an uncontrollable turn and that's that. Period.
It's the kind of fate that lets you function more or less OK in daytime, but haunts you relentlessly during the endless hours of the night with the thought if you could have seen it coming.
midnight
the staircase's
lone lightbulb
Wauw, wat een indrukwekkende, prachtige haibun, Marleen. Indringend, suggestief, open. Mooi.
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