I did not eager November
But its arrival which,
I could not restrain.
When night. Cold, stiff
Whips to four degrees
- Suzuka; definitely crystallized.
Unfriendly weather
Mixing with tempura and sashimi
- Acid, puncturing veins.
The sages said,
What cannot kills you,
Will make you stronger.
: Frankly, I do not believe it!
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