2024年11月13日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 674th. week

Lucking my knowledge, three instead of, trying to have hair transplantation.
By lupe, only downy hairs on her skin, attracting my attention.
On up wind, only fine-sounding things, having been placed.
The next morning comes, on purpose leaving here, her earring.
Of this manhole, the cover on the other side, the beach blossom spring could have waited for.

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