Beautiful Giant

A haiku

By Camilla RichterPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

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Beautiful giant

from violent collision.

There's hope for me, then

nature poetry

About the Creator

Camilla Richter

I've used fiction as an escape ever since I developed an imagination, and now I'm sharing pieces of my world with you. I'm a wife, mom, and an awkward introvert who professes her undying love to baristas in the drive through.

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