2017年03月29日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 257th. week

At this time yesterday, on the corner at the second street, a stain of someone's urine.
For standing her up, in my own time, rain in winter.
After the door closed, trying sobbing, and to try to cry. Or, put it away, trying sobbing, and to try to cry.
To look up at, coming April 1st, my wallet is.
Repairing umbrellas, behind her mother, sharpening scissors.

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