Haiku Journey

Short, long, summary of a life

In the fog

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It is so unforgiving this
 Fog in which we travel steadily
  Following the bow in and out
   Of swirling vapor drapes, warily
    Groping through the harbor
     Like a blind bat weaving recklessly
      In flight zigging zagging
       Flying without echoes readily
        To guide it on its course our
         Senses overruled by compass verity
          ! Our mooring dead ahead.
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Author: taohobo

A wondering wanderer who's traveled the world, found the love of his life, sleeps little, insatiably curious, living life...

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