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Yerry Hill Road Haiku
Haiku written on regular walks along the same road in all four seasons since 2005
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Liquid Legacies
No haiku today;I can't find it anywhere.Which of u...
Womb of the Mountain
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About Me
Sarv
Woodstock, New York, United States
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Sunday, November 07, 2010
No haiku today;
I can't find it anywhere.
Which of us is lost?
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