2019年07月31日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 359th. week

Also the puppeteer, his fingers shake, a story told by.
On iron rust, sprinkling sugar, taste of woman's honey it's like.
Feeling refreshed because of, I'll throw in your coffin, the tuft of hair.
After her bathing, a pair of chopsticks in red, wearing on her hear.
Of her profile, the other side, don't try to see.

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