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'Kay, it's late and I'm therefore prone to rambling.

Math haiku:

Groups converge
Alpha maps
To betta.

I warned you...rambling.

Blue flash--
Starlight
Touching eyes.



Drops of
Moisture--
Finger tips.



Bated breath
Lovers in
The shade.



And now a Cthulhian haiku:

Eyes--
Cold abyss,
Gibbering darkness.

Thank you! **the freak has left the building**