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Like a stuck pig
My morning apple eaten
I become death.
Is that a haiku? I am a 35.75 year old man and my face refuses to stop breaking out with red dots like I am an 18.25 year old boy. That is not a haiku, it is a fact and a minor tragedy.
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Like a stuck pig
My morning apple eaten
I become death.
Is that a haiku? I am a 35.75 year old man and my face refuses to stop breaking out with red dots like I am an 18.25 year old boy. That is not a haiku, it is a fact and a minor tragedy.