2017年03月22日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 256th. week

Blooming in red, on the edge of right bud, an aphid there. Or, blooming in red, on the edge of right eye, an aphid there.
To have a hard time and, rick forever, your mother's remain.
After a bath, with high up in the skies, going to a restroom.
A finger is there, by Le Passe-muraille, left behind.
Not to shine of the sun, on the belly of Budai, at this corner.

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