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Haiku: 0324

gravel gray
Sunday morning
solitude

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Haiku: 0323

horrible
aching misery
winter wind

Haiku: 0322

I fear
the darkness crying
to enter

lock the door
hide under cover
shivering

Haiku: 0321

March wind storm
rattling my windows
kite in hand

Haiku: 0320

silver moon
shining full-face bright
dripping wet