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Haiku: Eighteen

fruit flies circle over
forgotten strawberries
ripe smell of decay

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Haiku: Seventeen

September morning
leaves highlighted in yellow
empty coffee pot

Haiku: Sixteen

rooster crows awake
fog shrouded September sun
my bed is empty

Haiku: Fifteen

goldenrod
yellow filled meadow
reek of sheep

Haiku: Fourteen

cotton candy sky
wrapped around the rising sun
rumble of thunder