(Haikus)

Deflecting light
between the wooden shadows
of saving face
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Nothing spoken
in weathered silence
but twinkling rain
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Those who do not suffer
fail to inspire

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Broken lungs

in the speckled chalk

of an aging sidewalk

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A sweeping periphery

in the darkening arm wrench

a steady limp

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- Shaun Millard