Trains of Thought
Thursday, January 5, 2017
I'll land like a cat,
miraculously, despite
throwing myself down.
Haiku 58 .Laura Curren.
I can rid myself
of the dirt I've allowed to
settle on my heart.
Haiku 59 .Laura Curren.
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