hot night in the trees-
I’m getting used to it
arm for a pillow
~Issa*
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hot night in the trees-
I’m getting used to it
arm for a pillow
~Issa*
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Upon the Mount of Eagles
The moon shines down-
Seeing it, a man,
Is lost in darkness,
Within his heart.
~The Monk En’i*
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