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The moon is rising past the cedar,
a woman sings from her window again.
How fresh now taste the mint and water,
how bright is the iris after rain.
a woman sings from her window again.
How fresh now taste the mint and water,
how bright is the iris after rain.
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My own little poems (click the images)
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