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Life is Short

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justakid93

Published: Jan 1, 2016

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In short the boy lived
Free as a fish in the sky
It was all a dream

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xtcgm

Jan 8, 2016

Nicely put.
I wonder if you could find an extra syllable in the first line to render it into the classic haiku conformation.

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