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4 Haikus

A wandering star

fled to earth to hide behind

my daughter's eyes.


Duck feathers rained down

as I came out of the door,

the gift of surprise.


A long wending road

home for my soul's discontent

the goal is in sight;


This way seems so dark

at times when I am weary

Open my eyes: Light.

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