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Haiku: Melting Snow
light eternity
The constilations cradle
The winter beyond
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To Be A Poem
If to be a sonnet is to be vain, then to be a sonnet is to be a friend.
If to be a limerick is to be laughed at, then to be a limerick is to be a child.
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tired
Like stress
Tiredness consumes me
It chokes me in not a painful way
but a worn way
Like a vest
so close
to falling apart
but still has to survive
the following day
Like a foot
