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A new day a new haiku
Tangled in the weeds
Twist, turn and squirm to be free
Love caught up with me
Last year’s faded weeds
Stumble and slip in decay
Above a coiled spring
Happy accidents
Are always much better than
The fruit of labour
Weeds always return
A virus lying in wait
The opportunist
Weeds are just flowers
That are still looking out for
The right place to grow
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