Haiku
What do I write about if I have nothing (at the moment) to say? How 'bout some haiku . . . .
Dimly, the old moon
Seems to brush against the trees
As I run away
Tuesday, July 23, 2002
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Musings and oozings (mostly about words) by Michael Gates
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