2022年11月23日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 532nd. week

After her cursing, as a way of atonement for her sin, wearing flippers.
Uncertain, where the love has gone, into the box for oranges.
Of the dead beauty, crawling around her navel, a cochlea is.
A woman I familiar, a bruise in red, on her left thigh.
Of my niece, like a thong, chastity it is.

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