I was a refugee from somewhere and I'd been given 3 cats and my own room with 2 bunk beds - that makes a bed for each of us. The room was full of art books and inspiration and music and awesome things so every day I would draw and create. There was an overall feeling not to get too comfortable because it could all be taken away at any point.
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There she sits all day
Wrapped in creativity
She has heard a whisper say
A curse be on her if she stray
and wake from the dream.
(okay... so not really a haiku but I've been clever and mixed a few lines of a famous poem in the middle of the haiku... can you pick the poem?)
I didn't know, but google does :)
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