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I am now to separate from my comrades
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In Sorrow for the Death of the Haijin Issho
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Behold! the boat is gliding on
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Negress feels relieved
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What a bright moon! I strolled
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The Night she sees a play
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A Butterfly
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Ah, human life is a drama
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The Harvest Moon
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All the town is aware
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