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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 229th. week

Reds and whites, by forward upward circling, their caps fly.
Because of standing her up, to sit down, on red rust there is.
On early in the morning, making it restart, to have a smoke.
Under a different name, at the mercy of the waves, black hair she has.
A clear blue sky after a typhoon, a cemetery for umbrellas there, I heard.

composed by them.

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