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Haikus About Haiku

somehow you squeezed me

into this brief seventeen

I still feel complete



there are words, there is

poetry      within these words

beginning and end




I called out for you

poetry, you beautiful

Stream Becoming Air to Support the Blog. :)

monster finished me



trapped within three lines

sweetened syllables must hold

hello and goodbye


here, lies a soul, stuck

between these lines: five, seven

five; my prisoner.



somehow you squeezed me
Stream me and support the blog. <3

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