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Do you do requests? The world is lacking in poems about cheese!
Sure, I would be happy too! Here it is.
Oh moonlight bard Oh poet of nature Heal this world With what God gave you
airtravel airtravel
Norman’s Haiku (December 13)
Rain blinds Marion, while the moon screams its intense light on her forehead.
Dripping water starts caressing the girl’s spine, trailed by blood. Mother runs.
Whispering voice tells me to wipe the evidence from its existence.
And I scrape the mud from the soles of my shoes as the car disappears.
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9. May 2006 um 14:00
Do you do requests? The world is lacking in poems about cheese!
9. May 2006 um 14:59
Sure, I would be happy too! Here it is.
14. June 2006 um 11:22
Oh moonlight bard
Oh poet of nature
Heal this world
With what God gave you
30. September 2006 um 03:24
airtravel airtravel
13. February 2008 um 23:09
Norman’s Haiku (December 13)
Rain blinds Marion,
while the moon screams its intense
light on her forehead.
Dripping water starts
caressing the girl’s spine, trailed
by blood. Mother runs.
Whispering voice tells
me to wipe the evidence
from its existence.
And I scrape the mud
from the soles of my shoes as
the car disappears.