*Tanka XLVII*
Then went sacred odds,
about bounty business tossed;
of fate and worn wiles,
trained by urges and pored plights!
Such malady love begot.
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Note: of lanky love…
Tanka XLVII
Life leads to many directions, ancestral trail leads you to the progenitors.
Ancestral Trail 