A Sigh From a Staircase of Jade
Her jade-white staircase is cold with dew;
Her silk soles are wet, she lingered there so long ...
Behind her closed casement, why is she still waiting,
Watching through its crystal pane the glow of the autumn moon?
Her silk soles are wet, she lingered there so long ...
Behind her closed casement, why is she still waiting,
Watching through its crystal pane the glow of the autumn moon?
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