Each day her steps grow
older; she dances on sidewalks —
Your steps do not move.
Each day her steps grow
older; she dances on sidewalks —
Your steps do not move.
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Beautiful, I have shared this on twitter :o) xxx
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A beautiful haiku by BRIEF SALVAGE #haikus4Naz #FreeNazanin
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