the big four: 4 humours = 4 ages = 4 seasons = 4 elements
haiku
humour 1: sanguine: infancy (air)
spring blood on the run
vitality through fast growth
floats in humid air
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humour 2: choleric: youth (fire)
summer campfire
fluids move in the body
yellow bile outcry
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humour 3: melancholic: adulthood (earth)
autumn earth dyin'
wistful farewell drum songs
black bile spleen heard low
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humour 4: phlegmatic: old age (water)
brain and lungs slow down
winter produces ice floes
phlegm stability
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14 Jan. 2023
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