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I'll make a fire tonight
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A Pea crab crawls up my leg
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White fish clustering in seaweed
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The Chrysanthemum didn't spill a dewdrop
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In a fisherman's hut crickets mingle
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The Pines of Karasaki, more blurred than the blossoms
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Whiter than the stones on Stone Mountain
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Cold Nights
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In a rape field sparrows look out to view the flowers
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Plum blossoms at their best
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