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Haikus
Sometimes you’re sketching
that person in the mirror
with broken pencils,
sometimes you’re writing
laments for unknown places
in made up language.
Moments that gather
in the neverending maze
that is your conscience
...
that person in the mirror
with broken pencils,
sometimes you’re writing
laments for unknown places
in made up language.
Moments that gather
in the neverending maze
that is your conscience
...
