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Sunday, February 1, 2015
Haikus for a New Year
I promise I will get back to that first poem and finish it, eventually. So for now, these haikus will have to suffice. Hopefully, I'll get around to writing some prose and posting it.
The sun is setting,
Ending the previous year,
Rising on the new.
The days are like stars,
Flickering, glowing, burning,
Dancing in the dark.
The path of life winds
Serpentine through trials and joy,
Blending into one.
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