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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 217th. week

In front of one, pitched utter darkness, on the desktop.
Has entered the rainy season, not time for it, instant noodles to eat.
In the vacuum‐packed, has been burnt a little, a sanma grilled a saury is.
Of overnight's, a dream on the tracks, to chase for.
A defeated general, to be made talkative, by his wife wearing his pants.

composed by them.

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