| A Patch of cloud rides the moon tonight |
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| Each morning a wren comes |
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| A Paulownia tree drops dead leaves |
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| If only my heart were as it is normally |
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| A Razor blade rusted overnight |
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| I sleep alone; throughout the night |
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| The Spring rain isn't even enough |
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| In a wide garden peonies open amply |
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| The Town smells of things |
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| In autumn a dove looks as if loneliness |
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