The Seventeen Syllables
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Complete Mon, Apr 20, 2020<5 mins
Seventeen syllables are enough to struck your heart for seventeen more painful times; three lines with three different pains and one period is enough to quit the fight.
Some are not actually haiku. I disobeyed some rules.
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