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@TenaciousGoat work for the sake of working for yourself and yourself only

Haiku 4

Apathetic dreams
Moving through the foggy night
Hoping for the dawn

Haiku

My mind split in two
Some days I’m with it, not now
Least tomorrow comes

@TenaciousGoat

I met a kid from the Southern Water Tribe once who was apparently good at haiku's.

Here's one of his:

That's Right, I'm Sokka,
It's Pronounced With An 'Okka,'
Young Ladies, I Rocked Ya!

He got thrown out of Haiku class for the extra syllable.

Enjoy ..

youtube.com/watch?v=K7-2_gUuWK

Poem
A surgeon addicted to order, his mind seeking disorder, but is was fiction, he was dedicated, mature, a sniff above the competition. He had no escape his house impound there was no way around, by the bank to be frank. A loan to big, a gate to high. A rider to a death camp, a distant memory to far, he had to regard. A superior fever for his wraith. His words bitter like garlic, he seek an escape comfort and timber, a beach to which to rest.

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