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3 haiku as the year falls


Dead ground carpeted
with the wrinkled gold crown of
summer’s last secrets.

Posted 10/28/10
these were kinda a departure, since i usually don't write in any particular form. but 3am brought out the syllabic simplicity in me, it seems.
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