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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.

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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.
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Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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