2019年02月20日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 356th. week
Even a paste for private parts, cannot cover all, her ulterior motives.
No intent to murder him, until warming of water, to wash my hands.
Entrusted, because the whip bend well, I'm fascinated.
By rain appearing dim, a tuft of the hair for his deceased, residents in this world of suffering waiting.
By a barren woman, to lament for the night sky, cows low.
composed by them.
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