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This week’s humpday haiku

autumn autumn leaves blur close up

Summer’s lost ego, slips past with each fleeing leaf, Fall humbles us all

Pain like a feather, deftly sits upon my heart, life’s breeze moves it on”

 

I try to hold you, but sometimes you escape me, and run down my cheek.

 

“Understanding ends/at the point where Faith begins/God waits for us there”

 

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