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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 391st. week

Being arrayed, of the coffins, the shadows pale coloured.
Making himself up to look younger, wide spread in the sky, the song for self-torture.
By the girl. like the words said, how beautiful it's.
At the summer resort, a Kwaidan in the snow, having told.
Dripping wet, a made numb with cold, to avenge hers. Or, dripping wet, his second daughter numb with cold, to avenge hers.

composed by them.

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