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A snow settles over the night—
what new scenes before my eyes!
Row away, row away!
In front lie glassy acres,
jade hills piled behind.
Chigukch'ong chigukch'ong osawa.
Is it a fairy land, or Buddha's realm?
It can't be the world of man.
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