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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 344th. week

From that day, to hang himself, for striking a bell.
On taking off her clothes, like my mother, a nipple of hers.
Under the blue sky, on the day nothing to do, a bird fallin'. Or, In the blue sky, no abnormalities for the sun, a bird fallin'.
Also my grandson there, having eaten subhumans, on the day. Or, Also its grandson it has, having eaten subhumans, on the day.
And a gutter, her funeral makeup, in the night run.

composed by them.

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