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We’ve spent our oak leaves
Lives thin and dry as paper
Away we’ll flutter
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Sam Spinelli
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Comments (2)
I like how the word "flutter" doesn't feel as downbeat as the first two lines, almost like there could be freedom there in release. But also a smart analogy with humans as leaves that have used up their time.
That last line felt very liberating. Loved your Haiku!