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She put her hair up, All night I imagined its fall,   .  .  .  Breathlessly waiting.
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Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 10:31 PM UTC
Senryū | Haiku ( forbearing )
She put her hair up, All night I imagined its fall,   .  .  .  Breathlessly waiting.
ormond
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Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 10:31 PM UTC
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