Never Saw the Day (haiku)
Thoughts growing hazy,
My eyes became red and wet,
For they never saw the day.
Never Saw the Day (haiku)
Thoughts growing hazy,
My eyes became red and wet,
For they never saw the day.
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
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