Haiku
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Shadows of the day
imprisons you to the dark
Everyone makes mistakes
A murky future
like ponds after rain
you've got years ahead
Mellifluous sounds
As sirens lure you to death
that's what you call drugs
The rose are red
like blood trickles from the skin
the imperfect world
As the rocks stands still
The time flows by as we go
Time and time again
Leaves fall from the tree
like the loss of generation
it embarks a new
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