52 Haiku Week 1
Here’s my haiku for the week:
The challenge is here
Are you up to it, my friend?
I believe you are
Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Here’s my haiku for the week:
The challenge is here
Are you up to it, my friend?
I believe you are
Originally posted on 52 Haiku
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