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Haiku

Severnteen syllables is all it takes

aged among trees rain keeps you fresh and youthful i long for the same

amidst empty trees loneliness settles with me winter’s cold embrace

a red shadow falls the thriving society sans humanity

dark green woods ahead cold winds blow while i walk this bridge towards oneness

closed eyes, flinching mind air flows through the silent storm there leave emptiness

dark blue sky, sun hides between sand and sea, i feel little drops of rain

365 days
until I age another
year with my rambles