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I like to try to write Haiku.
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Submitted:May 15, 2012 Reads: 17 Comments: 2 Likes: 1
What was,is not now,
diffused and dispersed,diluted
by time's slow passing.
we,like butterflies,
flutter to dizzying heights
together,then die.
scrubbed clean and absolved
cool water is a carress
on my naked skin.
Don't tell me,I know
I can see it in your eyes
it is no surprise.
playing hide and seek
eyes looking,but not seeing
coming ready or not
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