Sedoka of War (Sedoka)
The last soul returns-
coming from the town, ravaged
impatiently, to the ground.
O, now I have- peace
that never valued before,
beaming inside my coffin.
Note:
Sedoka is unrhymed poem
With syllable counts 5/7/7.
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