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Haiku. 5 syllables (line 1) 7 syllables (line 2) 5 syllables (line 3). The sad, dark, deep eyes Filled with pain, remembrance Dark hair, light lips, rain. Everything in white Winter’s touch on frozen trees Snow conquers the sun. Wind blows by her hand The sky stirs with her own thought
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Haiku • 5 syllables (line 1) • 7 syllables (line 2) • 5 syllables (line 3)
The sad, dark, deep eyes Filled with pain, remembrance Dark hair, light lips, rain
Everything in white Winter’s touch on frozen trees Snow conquers the sun
Wind blows by her hand The sky stirs with her own thought A joyous smile curls
Snowy streets with lights Cars moving, fast-paced, crazy Where should I go now?