2016年11月09日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 237th. week

On the day before traveling, to go down on it's knees, a luggage does. Or, on the day before traveling, to go down onmy knees, and into a luggage.
To count on my fingers, the name of an old lady, cannot decide how to call.
Maybe it’s just me, the more my shoulders are stiff, the more my money is going out.
In the room, the same numbers of clocks, my enemies are there.
To be smeared with sands, on the edge of the surf, a girl waiting for.

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