the solitude of existence./¶“c@–«
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sparkling,
There spreads an open scenary
along the down slope,
Both side road‚“,paddy-field and mellow sky upA
Fields performing water-millar.
Though,seedlings in regular line,
smiling, supplingly and reflectining by the wind.
It never cease running over them.
Before long, they grow youthfu
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