Haiku # 410

Her dark hair
beneath a silver moon…
a sea of flying daggers

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La chandelle gémit…
un monde manger
par le brouillard

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La chandelle gémit…
sur les lèvres du brouillard
la nuit tremble

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La chandelle gémit…
sur l’épaule du brouillard
le monde endormit

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