2020年07月01日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 407th. week

Of labor, making a line with her grudge, to fade and pass away. Or, of former years, making a line with her grudge, to fade and pass away.
Having a child though, wearing a children's clothing in red, try to hvae her dream.
Wearing by ermine's, the barefoot beauty threatens, I do because.
On the closed station, it rained damp and humid, the sounds of punching tickets I heard.
The dog, to name Nightmare, and run him over and kill I'll.

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