2018年06月06日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 319th. week

Of the contract, only right corner, to wrinkle a little.
By melancholy, waiting for my president, being bore in the night.
To sentence us, being awe‐inspiring though, to have a critical lack he is.
Under the blazing sun, who have a hot tea, to know a feeling like that.
To tell a infant, things happens that, to pretend like her mother.

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