Some haiku:
Evolutionist Anti-discrimination. Congratulations.
Today, I am lost. Yesterday I was not found. Maybe tomorrow.
Haiku are so fun. But they can be hard to write. At least they don't rhyme.
Petals on a rose, wilting in the summer sun. Crimson like spilled blood.
A pawn is at peace, with his upcoming demise. Chess is not a game.
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