Dec 3, 2019
4 min read
The beautiful rowdy prisoners
The small man
Builds cages for everyone
He knows.
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.
— Hafez
I try to imagine what the world could be, and see how it really is.
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