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As the stars go by Across the sky, I see the Night go by it's day I walk across dirt And find myself blistering In the hot, hot heat Falling to the floor, I watch a cloud float away On a clear blue day. It’s cold—and I wait For someone to shelter me And take me from here. Rain like emotion Expressive, filling the air Now I am not sad.

Haiku's  
Haiku's  

These are my five Haiku's.

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