2021年12月29日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 485th. week
His first time it is, at the crossroad standing, for the double-headed man.
Under her ankle, spurt of blood I find, the day comes.
Formally she became my wife, from the our new house, fly and fall together.
At a windmill turns around, for The Impossible Dream, the graveyard spreads.
At the accident site, the wind raging, the bereaved family stands.
composed by them.
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