Slipshod footsteps on
A bridge, ramshackle at best,
Swept up in the surge.
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Swept up in the surge.
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Stomach overturned, Conversations overheard; City overture..
It's not fun at all To try to write a haiku I do not like them.
Insomnia bites. Hours slide by without slumber. When will I be free?.
Nose stripped sterile with Smells you don't want to mention, Trying not to breathe..
the wondering path which seeks no understanding is unrepentant.
Beneath rain and snow, We are tiny animals. All things are equal..
One, two, one, two; beat. Capture the rhythm, hold on. Don't fall out of time..
The longest distance in the world is not that between life and deathοΌ but when I stand in front of you, yet you don't know that I love you..
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