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Haiku 1/18/01 Tonight I slumber Under the big harvest moon In the autumn breeze. In the dewey grass I sleep out under the stars Looking at the sky. When I dream that night I wonder what it is like When a girl loves you. But love is not there When I wake up the next morn Under a red sky. As I turn to leave I see the girl of my dreams Staring up at me. And I speak to her Staring at her grace and form, Hoping she's in love. I wait to hear her Say she is in love with me As I speak with her. But instead I hear She is in love with someone, Another young man. As I walk away I wonder why my life stinks When it comes to love.
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