To a Friend

by Peter H. Lee
Day after day I live, deer for company,
Bright moon on the waters and clouds on the hills.
Nothing except these in the crevice of my heart —
Shall I send you a painting of autumn sound?
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English
Author of original: 
Pyon Wongyu
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Short Poems
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