Winter wind writes a drunken haiku hearkened, cold clearly chimes. As I scribble words to poem this, they all fall flat; only silence scribes well. - Post by CurrentNobody on Boldomatic

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Winter wind writes a drunken haiku

hearkened, cold clearly chimes. As

I scribble words to poem this, they

all fall flat; only silence scribes well.

Winter wind writes a drunken haiku hearkened, cold clearly chimes. As I scribble words to poem this, they all fall flat; only silence scribes well.

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