Like On The Frying Pan - Tanka Poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar

Like On The Frying Pan - Tanka

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like on the frying pan - TANKA
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the half of the August.

the roof is heating oneself with sun.

I am opening windows.

the curtain are on the place.

it great heat causes this state.

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