Fever

Haiku

By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Red, By Holly Red Girl

fever, lost in steam

Tall like peak, I dream with you

Unplugged, no more bluff

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sad poetry surreal poetry

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Madoka Mori3 years ago
Oooh clever

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