Crunch-crunch-crunch. Ice, crushed,
crumbles underfoot: the sole
sound our night march makes.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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Posted by Anonymous at 10:31 AM
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Winter Haiku 2008/2009
Crunch-crunch-crunch. Ice, crushed,
crumbles underfoot: the sole
sound our night march makes.
Posted by Anonymous at 10:31 AM
1 comments:
don't call it hai-pun...
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