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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 456th. week

There used to be, his dead child had ruled, a kingdom for the king's.
The mourning for him, she cry, run and chase the birds.
In the factory, like getting swallowed by, with the sea of stripes fulled.
In a muddy place buried, I perceive, with a river snail i dreamed.
By the roadside in the highway, a corpse there, of the lunching convict.

composed by them.

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