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This week’s Humpday Haiku

photo of gray concrete road in the middle of jungle during daylight

There’s millions of roads, where my heart can lose its way, but Love has a map”

There are times Love shouts, and sometimes Love just whispers, but Love always speaks.”

 

You smile like summer, (I fall) my winter heart melts, love springs forth in me”

“Tiny baby hands/once held her finger. Today,/grown hands hold her heart.”

 

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