2016年06月29日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 219th. week
Her own elbow, carrying it under her left arm, and a woman waiting for.
Smeared with blood you are, of the left eye yours, in madder dyed.
After bath, clipping your nails, being a slight stoop.
On the gamelan music, to be left the bells ring, lively noise it is.
On a day for parting, to hide many faults, to have seaweed soup.
composed by them.
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