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How can I forget? — spring hazes lost
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Regarding my infants as friends from old days
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Yearning for the moon hazy
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How many autumns have I passed
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Relished as cooler than usual tonight
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You, weary of the waves rolling into autumn
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If only I had my phantom to send to you
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The Rising sun casts the same light
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Delight of crossing a summer river
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Izumi River: like the bubbles on a pole
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