2016年12月14日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 242nd. week

Being half asleep, to draw regular polygons, in this winter.
On my waist, to be put her arms around, how pushy they are.
By brotherhood, on a bed sheet, blood is red. Or, by brotherhood, on a bed sheet, blood will proove.
Only glasses, looks like him, you are.
To see shaking hands, also you get old, rain falls.

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