There is no brilliance
in creating one Haiku
my dog composed this.
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Long ere creation spurn
The stars shone in the heavens,
Billions of years they have burned
To musing eyes
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The freethinker peddles his thoughts
of conflicting matters and disillusion distinctions
eventually, confronts endogenous distraught.
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Custom of truth valued by all,
Lies are lies, great or small;
Where thy tongue spew in contort,
An angel vengefully hears distantly amort;
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