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I have a mere fifteen minutes to post before the clock turns tomorrow into today, so haiku seems manageable. I was a bit sad to learn that my go-to site for haiku inspiration, Haiku Heights, no longer exists; however, I learned of another forum for haiku lovers called Carpe Diem. The topic wasn't explicit today, but the originating post involved the theme of emptiness in Buddhism. A few syllables, then.

half empty, half full
drink it down to fill it up
life's propelled by change

-- [Are you sure about that last line?]

I imagine I could go deeper (why yes, I do believe she said that) with the topic but my heart is set on a YouTube karaoke playlist rather than typing away right now so I'll leave things there for now.

I may very well be back after I've sung a few tunes... (Or I may just sing myself to sleep.)

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