Blue Rapids |
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Fierce Heat: On the Zen Room of Master Heng-Chi |
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A Little stream used to cross my land |
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No promises—yet I wait |
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If I'd known / it was old age calling |
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The Great net |
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If love could be bought |
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On autumn nights / the dew is |
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In this world / what can I point to |
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Orange blossoms that came |
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