they say the stars speak
louder on a mountain's peak
I'll have to go see
How does it work?
Well I can't figure out how to get in so here's some high-ku The mountains sighed Ancestors of Earth Know human foolishness they exchanged smiles of radiant insincerity so high and mighty.
That is lovely! No idea how they are going to pick anything, so many wonderful haikus!
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Well I can't figure out how to get in so here's some high-ku The mountains sighed Ancestors of Earth Know human foolishness they exchanged smiles of radiant insincerity so high and mighty.
That is lovely! No idea how they are going to pick anything, so many wonderful haikus!