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the purpose of time:
to create space
for gods to play in

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the veil is thin
in moments of death, and birth
mists give way to morning

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waking to birdsong
and a cat insisting on breakfast
the world spins
every day appearing the same
every day a new miracle

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Haiku and Tanka for days 13, 14, 15 of NaPoWriMo.  Obviously not using the prompts, but still participating.  🙂