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Haiku
breakfast path
the snap, crackle, pop
of frosted grass
clear and cold
contrails in the sky
paths in the snow
music
homework
three beginners
contrary horns
power
lines down
I light the old camp stove
for evening tea
drenched
meadow
a herd of pintos splashes
through golden flowers
bars on
the sun
trellis icicles
stretching
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