Larimar's Haiku of the Day
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We are like little young deer, so too do we die. Lives of being lived.
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I got a new dog It's black, so he'll never know My darkest secret
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i'll feel good again when the sun rises over my tired, torn heart
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The cries of winter Come in the shape of the sea At the crescent moon
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I took out my gaze To his condition alone I hope he is fine
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Eternal nothing My life is a poem now Eternal nothing
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Spirits dance on high Climbing the mountain of time Oh the suffering
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My days are numbered the river runs dry and I stink to high heaven
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a dry garden path sunshine as autumn leaves fall the void before me
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The bright light of day Can the dark of the night be With you by my side?
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You're still learning, mom And I still need you to teach We are still learning
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Like a spider, I lurk around my web, waiting for my day to end
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recluse in my room losing my mind like a child but, in a good way
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A dim speck of light The end of a long tunnel Boldly I break through
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Voted to the floor Away we go, the home team In our basement
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not much left of me only so much to be done no time to rest now
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all of you thought that we're not meant for each other have we ever met
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