listening to southern sons' 'You Were There'...
Dinner at seven.
To celebrate a birthday.
Time ticks by slowly.
'But seriously soon'.
Yet it is taking too long.
You tell funny jokes.
This is a haiku.
So are the paras above.
I suck at writing.
Feeling quite restless.
This happens when I am ill.
What kind of sickness?
Goodbye November.
December is arriving.
Time to take a break.
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