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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 461st. week

The first cry I hear, the grave I violate, a baby with a bruise in red there.
The three of homely women, having past their marriageable, trolling the tune.
Her menopause has come, she have looked up, at the light from the her young lover's.
At the isolated outpost for, two of the corpora, gone on ahead.
After her clam school on the road, like reading a letter from, snacking on candies.

composed by them.

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