The wind calls my name
No idea how it knows
I’m not in the book
*
The sun stares at me
Hot, aloof, caring only
about my shadow
*
The moon is my god
My identity, my guide
My light in the dark
Haikus 31+22=53 in These titles mean nothing.
- Feb. 23, 2016, 4:12 a.m.
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