The Next Day the Fog Was Even Worse

All night, the camel-back saddle-cloth was invisible;
sketched here is a picture of utter nothingness.
At this time, should the immortals
look down from above,
would they be able to tell
if we were down here in this world?
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Y├╝an Mei
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