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Growing an Orchid
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I stand on the shore; you are in the boat
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Roof tiles flew, houses wanted to collapse
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A Winter Day
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Through frosted maples, myriad trees, the water meanders
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After the boat I walk several li on the bank
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Once youthful, I would recoil from old people
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Living Quietly in Early Winter
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For three years now the lettuce has stayed with me
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After exchanging sake cups throughout the day
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