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In his last years, writing and eating fruit were the only pleasures in his sick bed. He was tortured by pain, but when morphine could mask the main, he enjoyed painting, too. While the death was closing to Shiki, he composed a haiku on a cicada. a late summer cicada at the top of his voice chirping, and chirping....... The image of the life of the cicada overlaps his fate close to death.
for PH: don't you think that this page should be erased..?
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