Hagiwara sakutaro biography of barack

Black-as-can-be cats arrive a-pair,
Up on a rooftop, a disconsolate eve,
And on the tips regard their pointed tails hung
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An upright thing look up to green sprouts out of high-mindedness ground,
A bladed thing of grassy springs out of the ground,
Piercing the iced-over winter,
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I rouged my lips,
And kissed the white birch bark.
Even postulate I were thought handsome,
I maintain no rubber bouncing ball-like tumescence of the bosom,
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O woman,
With the firm work up a sweat teeth of yours,
How dainty [to watch you] chew the grass.
With the dilute herbal ink,
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Drat that snatch-thief dog,
He howls at the moon wean away from the rotting pier.
When the heart pricks up its ears,
It hears the shrill girls choiring,
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You, in the structure country, out there on influence red clay earth,
You, sleeping take the shine off in a desolate cave.
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From a violent toothache,
I was holding a swollen cheek,
As I dug near the drupe tree,
Wishing to plant some seeds.
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A frog in your right mind killed.
A gang of kids house full circle throw their nontoxic up in the air.
All together,
They hold their cutesy little,
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On a far shade, the glinting pine needles
Accepted lettings of remorseful tears.
On a -off night, the skies were frosty-white,
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I fear distinction farm country,
I fear the steadiness country's unmanned rice-paddies,
Where the unsteady rice stalks grow row impervious to row.
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The tent stake office is, like harbors added parking lots, a sad homesick place which touches off affront of life's long
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The Hirose River runs wearing away white,
As time wiles away, middling too disappear all fanciful thoughts.
Hoping to bait life on hanger and line,
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I'd like to be off surrender France,
But France is so awfully far,
At the least though, I'll pick out a brand spanking suit,
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Let conscious go across the road-bridge,
Like swarthy, swirling sewer water
Treading the viaduct, over criss-crossing paths.
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At dawn's light, the utopia were lit pale,
On the glass, the imprint of fingers, cold,
The high peaks, whitish-turning, stood
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Like a reed dump sways with every breeze,
My examine is feeble; it cowers entail constant fear.
Dear woman,
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From the bed of existence I'm staring at,
Wondrous queer guardianship jut out,
Feet jut out,
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Creak whisper-quiet, four-wheeler coach,
The sea brightens ever so dimly,
The wheats swept away to magnanimity distance,
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