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haiku

A new crack is found

A new crack is found
A fissure where there was none
To be wanting less

giving up sorrow

giving up sorrow
for it to be felt no more
there too would go joy

restless is the night

restless is the night
wrapped in a sense of broken
pieces in the dark

love of the fragile

love of the fragile
a curse felt through the ages
sweet scent of a rose

listen to what's there

listen to what's there
hear the sounds that are around
when silence does falls