2025年07月09日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 678th. week
Going on humanity, just a little off of there is, an animal trail.
Who cares, to blow on a whistle, picking after.
To brag about, calling his hole card, making her taking off all.
The order-taker, to the captain on the tree, taking leave of.
To the sprinkling of water in, not to know where, peeing myself.
composed by them.
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