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Haiku from Writers Workshopby Patricia Coyne, FCI DublinSlave lines of ants march through the key hole of my door I'm more free than they. ~~~~ The pink sun turns our Prison into Hallmark Disney-like pastels. ~~~~ Inmates thirst for love They drink it in each other Like sugar water. Last updated August 19, 2003 11:33 AM |
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