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autumn mist
spreads over the bare ground
blushing bush clover
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Beautiful! We have a couple more hours left 🙂
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I like it!
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Nicely done!
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I like the thought of spreading autumn mist over the bush clover. Nicely written and strong haiku Ese.
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I love the ‘blushing’ bush clover…
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