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Category: Prose & Poem

A woven fantasy of words
that sometimes hurt
makes you smile
sighs
laugh and
those highs
you call is

-poetry

HAIKU

Rain, Storm hailsteaming coca and sip of poetry in betweenpill of healing Related Posts:Musing….#1Musing #2Musing….#3Musing….Haiku….#2Haiku………#3

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Haiku..

I saw an angel, Flying with hymns. Suicide is never the sign. Related Posts:Haiku….#2Haiku………#3Haiku…Haiku…#4HaikuHaiku…

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