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The cold wind blowing Across shadowed timber beams Death becomes open-space.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/8/2012 2:16:00 AM
Cold wind....come to Norway...we always have cold wind, summer and winter. - Well done Haiku Matthew. - oxox Anne-Lise
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