Flames and ices collide
Waning into harmattan
Voices catch the cold.
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Just after the consonant “s” so it can resound “voices” (line 3) , I guess.
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There is no need. It’s a haiku.
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Okay… I will see to it and see if it looks better.
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Harmattan season, is known for a mix in hot and cold wind.
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I think it will but they are your thoughts. They can be wholly independent lines describing the same thing where one without the other two are incomplete…
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Okay, I understand you.
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