2018年08月01日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 327th. week

Before I'm gone, for the night when I revive, to make a request of mine. Or, before I'm gone, for the era when I revive, to make a request of mine.
Because of opening a store, only a advertising gift, decreasing in number of.
Under cover of night running away, scratches to measure the children's height on the pillow, with their lines of tears.
Typhoon, carrying on his back, a giant runs away. Or, typhoon, to chase, a giant runs away.
On a fine day, than a straw hat, what turns around more.

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