How can the truth live,
if it has to be believed?
Like a ghost crying.
– Jon Riki Karamatsu, Haiku Poem #126, 4/12/2018 –
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How can the truth live,
if it has to be believed?
Like a ghost crying.
– Jon Riki Karamatsu, Haiku Poem #126, 4/12/2018 –
#poem #poems #poetry #haiku #haikupoem #haikupoems #haikupoetry #writing #creativewriting #art #expression #truth
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Sometimes, the truth is buried in the darkness, but it still lives, though its light is dim, it provides us a way ahead.
– Written with warmest aloha, Jon,7/3/2017
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Tagged as challenges, Creative Writing, darkness, Jon Riki Karamatsu, life, light, poem, Poems, Poetry, quote, Quotes, truth, Writing, writings

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