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haiku

bobing to and fro

bobing to and fro
drift through the currents of time
feeling reluctance

of odd dreams to have

of odd dreams to have
and wonder could it be real
to be dragon-touched

a gentle tapping

a gentle tapping
listen to the dancing rain
soothing to the soul

as the cold sets in

as the cold sets in
with its nipping at my toes
quest for my slippers

dust in the aether

dust in the aether
drifting through the nothingness
things I used to be

on the edge of chill

on the edge of chill
delicate moving splatter
sandles in the rain

step out of one me

step out of one me
into that of another
wondering what's real

with a sudden rush

with a sudden rush
not a moment went on by
all the pains woke up