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A new day a new haiku
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Let it wash downstream Carried away to the sea Far away from me
If I lay aside All hopes and expectations Who do I become?
Just lay back and let The route of least resistance Carry me away
We are just water Here for a moment, then on Flow to the next fall
When the waters rose I swam against the current Now I’m high and dry
A lofty green tree Growing wild and running free A quick fickle stream