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Footnote: Grandmother's House, October
Dusk darkens early.
Behind the house, the wild field
shrivels---both weed and
grasshopper. The spider no
longer tends to mend the web.
Kyakuchuu
Dusk darkens early.
Behind the house, the wild field
shrivels---both weed and
grasshopper. The spider no
longer tends to mend the web.
Kyakuchuu
It's always sad when the
It's always sad when the spider stops mending the web. nice poem.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
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