2017年01月25日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 248th. week

To carry on my back, with a hole, a parachute I do.
So lonely I am, when three years later have passed, to get up I will.
Also in the morning snow falls, to fork into two, water gushing.
Two flies are there, with fur to be covered, at the door.
To have logged in, and finished it, to be a sum for tomorrow.

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