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Midas' TouchIf silence is truly golden, / then why does its presence pain me? / Being without your words creates
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ColorblindTo be truly colorblind, / (and I mean truly blind to color), / I see as a heavenly gift.
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Angels and DemonsRed and white yin-yang, / Angels and Demons pass by, / Highway median.
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AbandonedI saw the saddest scene today, / when a boy— now a year older— / abandoned his bicycle because *she* was older.
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The EstrangerLast night an estranged man came to my door. / Upon its opening we stared, unsure / of why the other one stood opposite.
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Returning from Love: a journeyA loved one lost leaves us with less in life, / not a loss to death and his scythe, rather, love’s untimely death. / At first a soul severed does not suffer, numbness reigns over .
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Deer CrossingYou think that I'm weak / and don't see what you seek. / Wise eyes can see through trees,
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Some Call You CassiopeiaEvery starry night / I look for your face. / Four imaginary lines
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Thoughts on the River ThamesMy pen and I sit and write by the River Thames, / The London Eye clear despite gazing through a haze. / Questions rise, amazed am I, by my silent pen.
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Airplanes, a HaikuArtificial wind / heard overhead; turbulent, / roaring, and distant.
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