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People have praised my way of life
in the land of the hermits.
Drop anchor, drop anchor!
Tell me who wore
the sheepskin cloth at Seven-League Shallows?
Chigukch'ong chigukch'ong osawa.
And for three thousand six hundred days
let's count the time on our fingers.
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