in sleep-absent rooms
i'm undone by lit mirrors
trying not to Mind
#blaiku
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in sleep-absent rooms
i'm undone by lit mirrors
trying not to Mind
#blaiku
What a crispy morning /
My breath as crystals, falling, /
Crunching under foot
#blaiku
Autumn grows then shrinks
Ceding its time to Winter
They used to be friends
#blaiku
New platform again
Remember when we were young?
Passing folded notes
#blaiku