Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
19.09.2026
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Wasted Haikus
Little minds singing
hollow pendulums swinging
low-octane pinging.
Fuel injection
upon further reflection
still imperfection.
The land is barren
in the great subsaharan
I am the Baron.
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