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 Oct 25 03, 04:08
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A La Haiku
Hidden from view A symphony of words Never written. Close behind me The tide is quickly erasing My footsteps. In father’s cellar Empty bottles wafts songs Of times forgotten. Delicate long fingers Fine tuned to a shiver She adores champagne. September darkness In wealthy peoples garden We stole apples. |
  
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Oct 25 03, 04:56
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Hello Jan. Nice to see you here. I don't know a lot about haikku so I'll leave this to those that do. I'll just say that it's good to have an old neighbour drop by and I hope to see you more often.
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oskarthethird like haiku Oct 25 03, 04:08 
Cleo_Serapis Hi Jan! :grinning:
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