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Monday, April 25, 2011

Fake Haikus

Day lily

Lily, where are you
I saw you weeping tonight
All alone, dying

Douglass Fir

Prickly Friend of mine
Speaking tall and silently
I, your gentle muse

Butterfly

I saw a soft trap
Hoping, I look to the sun
A most breathless dream

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