Inside My Dollhouse
Inside my dollhouse,
seasons change through tiny panes.
Inside my dollhouse,
outside rains bring inside stains.
Inside dollhouse I remain.
seasons change through tiny panes.
Inside my dollhouse,
outside rains bring inside stains.
Inside dollhouse I remain.
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Tried to make a simple tanka; One of many, hopefully.