Listening to Gibbons at Rock-Pool Creek
Yow! Yow! Night gibbons cry.
Soft, soft, dawn mists mesh.
Are their voices far? nearby?
Just see mountains piled up high.
Having liked the East Hill's song,
I now await West Cliff's reply.
Soft, soft, dawn mists mesh.
Are their voices far? nearby?
Just see mountains piled up high.
Having liked the East Hill's song,
I now await West Cliff's reply.
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