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Tuesday, November 08, 2022

Kisses (Day 8 prompt: form, haiku)

Cold, dark steel-gray sky
Down come countless wet kisses
Wash away the pain.
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  1. De Jackson1:31 PM

    I love the idea of rain as kisses from the sky.

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