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A catfish laughs.
It thinks of other catfishes
In other ponds.
A firefly
Lights up
Another firefly dead.
Cherry blossoms.
Working in the paddy
We see all their stamens.
Falling cicada.
Somebody has already fallen in advance.
Fences stand
In the field, habitat of snakes.
She sews clothes.
Fire burns grasses
And comes to lick us.
A child lick it back.
Hairs fall
Also to my back.
Oh, mountains and rivers !
Red plum blossoms.
A ball of air
Leaves a box.
Snails copulate.
One's flesh eats into the other's.
To a pink
The time of the tiger
Comes flying.

— The End —