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#20 (Haiku) by mikejedw

The breeze creeps with feet blistered by the now-dead frost, dampened on new grass.

zodiac 20-Apr-04/6:32 AM
I would beware that 1) your first line [perhaps unconsciously] sounds like Carl Sandburg's superfamoso "Fog", and 2) it doesn't make any sense to crawl on one's feet.




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