Haven Haiku .01

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Sun pours through the trees

Suddenly things seem to seem,

Not as they should mean.


Ocean met us here,

Three feet tucked under the pier,

Yet it was not there.


Man gleams in my eye,

The heart tells to pass him by,

But this one is mine.


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