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  1. A sad haiku for Christmas, but it’s just life as it is. And i feel like echoing up your haiku:

    the boy at prayer
    must have already forgot
    to pray for father

  2. A listener, to the realism of so much missing:

    tears will linger…
    for of his sorrow’s words
    there can never be
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