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One more for the road. Nobody enjoys the end of a spent good time. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021 This will probably be the end of my Haiku spree over the past few months, for the time being at least. I’m going to be focusing more on stories, services, and other bits and bobs in
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A blooming petal blows past broken leaf gently, Like a sweet fragrance on warm summer wind…
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That day we parted, Regret, how I longed to save Your image in lips. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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Uncertain. Plan for Dreams. Awake, fatigued out slow. Remembered, forgot. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021 *This marks the 300th post on the website, seems like only yesterday. Hope it’s been enjoyable so far! Much love, Giuseppe Gillespie. Watch this space.
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Cryptic? Eye’s domain, Peering through opening the Size of universe. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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Left strewn about dark While sadness, carried in eyes empty, unbecomes. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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Somewhere, watching the sunset through the vast black void, these eyes open wide. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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This little notebook, Weighed down over time with ink, Its blank pages stained. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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