Birth, play, learn, work, sleep
Life cycle of human kind
Then what dreams may come
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Bare feet in the snow
Shock and chill are numbed by time
Skin sloughs like a glove
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A catch in my throat
I cough and hack yet it stays
Reminds that I live
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No rhyme or reason to today's haiku, they don't really go together, but they do seem to fit, if that makes any sense. And as a note of advice, if you're ever going barefoot in the winter, make sure you don't get frostbite.
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