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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 417th. week

A boat, like look I see, to have drawn.
In red, under metal bracelets, a pair of thumb left.
The penitence about his affair, at the other side from a car window, in the night he confess.
At his last extremity, late two days, being caught in an evening shower. Or, for going into the jaws of his death, late two days, having gone out.
A ball and you, counting up for chasing, just ahead.

composed by them.

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