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By Flower InBloomPublished 2 days ago • 1 min read

Ice cracks in the glass

Condensation wets my thumb

Clock ticks above me

Haiku

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Flower InBloom

I write from lived truth, where healing meets awareness and spirituality stays grounded in real life. These words are an offering, not instruction — a mirror for those returning to themselves.

— Flower InBloom

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Reileya day ago
I love how this seems to signify and portray the sensation of waiting just by using simple words that denote touch and hearing.
SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONSa day ago
Short but sweet

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Ice cracks in the glass

Condensation wets my thumb

Clock ticks above me

About the Creator

Flower InBloom

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