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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 65th. week

By her sweat muddy, bathing no bath, with her perfume.
The putting a bowl on her head, a hyoutan-tsugi, a gourd with patchworks, bitting at.
An arm floating, a corpse of lotus is it, couldn't see Claude Monet.
To knit a ridge stitch, to eat a dream.
A drop of her sweat, running along straitly, le grand ecart.

composed by them.

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