Here is a Haiku
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I have not become a sage I feel the same age,
The days feel the same as a new age comes at it's own pace
A wandering twilight, is it the desk or is it the dawn

Here is a Haiku
...
I have not become a sage I feel the same age,
The days feel the same as a new age comes at it's own pace
A wandering twilight, is it the desk or is it the dawn
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