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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 73rd. week

A toad run over, vanilla ice cream is falling down by.
In the crotch, something like an opium den.
By the Abashiri's, only their eldest brother is an old lag.
Only kraken knows where the missings go, doesn't it?
Blue blew blues, to be drunk, is it nice so? Or, blue blew blues, to go to and to learn.

composed by them.

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