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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 496th. week

Because of my sudden blindness, squints of my father, only clinging to.
At the fixed time, her husband as corpse, has gotten up.
By the leer, fluttering in the wind, her shapely eyebrows.
Despite his pretty offense, by the stopping the clock, getting imprisoned for his life.
Open the diary, their lost in space, on today the day.

composed by them.

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