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Poetry Type: Haiku

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For a year I wished her pain away

Finally we learn the cause

Now I wish I could take her place.

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Slow Sunday morning

A wet world through windows

Peaceful pleasure.

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Ice gripping the line
Brief jewelry in sunlight
Sparkles in a breeze.

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A break, in the woods.

…It’s all it took…

A break, in the woods.

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