2024年10月16日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 670th. week

Come on my boy, to your elder brother you killed, let's kiss.
For my grandchild, commonly used words, preparing a set of.
It cleared up, behind the shopkeeper of a barber shop, his blood on the red track.
A clot, a black kite drawing a circle in the sky, has seen.
Through a glass window, with a country girl, a modern-boy there.

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