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POEM: 3 Haiku

Leaves scattered widely
Monsoon rains fall every night
You’d think it autumn



4 A.M. bird call
Ceaseless screeching through dreamland
Please, shut the fuck up



Banana leaf rains
Like an old tarp pulled tightly
But drips in my ear


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