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Impervious (Haiku) by heart

Bright sun, sky smiling on sparkling leaves, warbling wren. Bouncing off tired soul.

Stephen Robins 23-Apr-04/4:52 AM
This poem, as a familiar pair of pants on a Sunday, is caked in shite.





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