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Reciting the Buddha's Name at Dawn
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My mind I send
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Why regret to leave
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To the dead
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On the Theme "Cold Grasses in the Field," Written at Sorin-ji
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Sent from Mount Koya to Someone in the Capital
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He who casts himself away
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Shut in by spring showers
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Take a good look
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Neglectful, we've yet
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