2025年03月12日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 691st. week
On thin ice to walk, to the bottom of a lake sinking, and becoming the prey of.
Because of his oversleep, on the noon of Saturday, lifting a war whoop.
After kissing with her, tracing of there are, got a splinter in my neck.
Covered with mud, taking off her skin slimly, her ecdysis may be.
To wait upon my princess, for just today, a good soul I am.
composed by them.
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