Rejuvenation Falling to cover the Earth In order to cleanse
I usually write horror.
How does it work?
Reminds me of Taylor Swift's song, Clean. Beautiful Haiku!
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Reminds me of Taylor Swift's song, Clean. Beautiful Haiku!