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haiku collection

Image by Wilfried Pohnke (public domain)

Our life was larger when all I could see was you perspective broke us

they slipped through under my broken nose blood puddled diluting goodbyes

negative space finds everything full bar itself my green tinted glass

a full moon clear night blurred, hydrated to my sight a lone long shadow

This is a response to the Imagà Imaginings prompt by Michael Stalcup.

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