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Often
I have traversed
the thorny paths of life
climbed steep hills, crossed stormy seas, all
alone
I have mocked death barring my way
through weariness and pain
unstopping, I have
forged on.
Published in my book, Rustle of bamboo leaves
ŠNov. 2005
but originally published in World Haiku Review,
Vol. 3, Issue 1, March 2003
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