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Haiku 218/365

Closed eyes, blind, to pain Hard times are close to me but I will fly again.

Strong hands lead me home I could get lost in your eyes And hold you always

The smooth wind falls here Nestled on my shoulder, I Feel comfort calling.

Hi, Miss Lady Luck Will you help me move ahead? I need your magic…

Hold on to your hand I’d go anywhere with you I feel free with you.

Clouds move under us The Marias in my ear August has arrived.

The day smells of rain The low mist blankets the roads Trees bend in the wind

I was the camera In a dream full of death. Though I was safe, I cried.

The chase scenes erupt ! The fighting sequence is next. Wild dreams in the night…

Ribbons of color— Transparent streams of light drift Up past the blue sky.