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the haiku project began as something vague, an elaborate excuse to take a few minutes out of every day to contemplate a single stanza. and it never had ambitions beyond that. |
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the beer and the beat colliding awkwardly in fevered dance steps |
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dusk, the hill becomes constellations of lights as neighbors come home |
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shopping bag burden fatigued mom sits at food court tabletop empty |
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three santas on train curious toddler struggles to make sense of it |
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