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Orange blossoms that came
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Like the light snow
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That cuckoo who sang
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My hut is at the foot
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Through autumn fields of bush clover
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Now summer's come
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We part / I go beyond the
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Who Says a Painting Must Look Like Life?
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What is constant
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When I see the moonlight pouring
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