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Haiku #2. I. Let. Go.

Smile bright stealing glances from the edge of papers but I caught your sight averting, guilt. Late night comforts you turn to me at time of need, smiles, laughter we shared so much too fast. I was cautious at first just looking for a friend to confide in, to share passion but  you wanted more, when I did not. I took a trip...

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Mar 10, 2013 by
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Haiku for a friend

Do you know what it's like to fall and to get back up, To stand on two feet or to stand on one, To find ground planted firmly under, Gravity being the one enemy  that pulls you deeper, deeper until you suffocate from stillness from regret. I wonder often if I haven't been enough to help or even a comforting company. To hug...

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