While I have a small (and diminishing) hole in the firewall of this great, great country I thought I'd post a haiku I wrote while traveling from Mongolia to Beijing on the Trans-Mongolian Express. I'm not sure on the last line and would appreciate feedback from the community. namaste
I am a turtle
With my home upon the back
Smells like laundry time
I am a turtle
With my home upon the back
Travel heals my soul
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