2022年07月20日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 514th. week

With my late wife, imitating Godzilla, The sea we go.
To the nurse, ask the name of roses, now I must. Or, to the nurse, ask "Il nome della rosa" is where, now I must.
Of balsam, seeds pop off, proving his fatal.
Alone on the surface of the moon, from my immortal, getting scared.
My master said, in 100 years ago, a girl just like you.

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