2021年09月22日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 471st. week

Of rogues, there are no ones, in the occupied area.
Into the bush, making an appearance all of a sudden, a freaking child. Or, has come his summer vacation, making an appearance all of a sudden, a freaking child.
By prejudice, like cutting the gordian knot, in the morning drawn.
A few annotations on this, there are, of the letter body same as.
On distributing his mementos, appraising them, how was I worth for.

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