Three Haiku

I wrote these (and many more!) on a recent train journey. I have a feeling trains are the best place for me to write.

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1.

Flower-scent of cloud.
A path through twilit trees.
A forgotten dream.

2.

My brothers whisper.
They are tall and green and strong.
My brothers are trees.

3.

To write a new world,
To disappear inside it.
That is what I want.

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