As Above, So Below

A haiku on the joys of spring.

By Alvin AngPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

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The mountain lactates -

sweet milk runs down steep valleys

the people rejoice

nature poetry

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Alvin Ang

👑 Writer of scandalous stories. Author of "National Service: Confessions of a Skiving Soldier" and "Confessions of a Singaporean Weed Smoker." Buy my books here!

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A haiku on the joys of spring.

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Alvin Ang

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