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Ancient
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| Which of these leaves Will be the first to fall? Ask the wind! |
In my old home which I forsook, the cherries are in bloom. |
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Won't you come and see loneliness? Just one leaf from the willow tree. |
Temple bells die out. The fragrant blossoms remain. A perfect evening |
Clouds appear
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon.
