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A new day a new haiku
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High up in the pines Where the tawny owl’s eyes shine Find a place to hide
A ghost in the night Without a sound in her flight A silent killer
Gentle, graceful owl Settle down into your roost Waiting for morning
A fallen hunter Silently she spreads her wings Are you still asleep?
The wise owl awakes Silently she leaves her roost Another day fades
Optical oddment Wield wide white wings with wisdom Lonely lunar life