| The Blossoms say, "We hate the folks" |
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| Love Is All |
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| So close thy friendly roof, so near the spring |
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| They blossom forth, and so I gaze |
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| Octopus pot, aye! and a brief dream |
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| Ta'en ill while journeying, I dreamt |
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| Rain and Snow |
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| Lines from an Elegy |
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| Hokku |
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| A Shower in spring, where an umbrella |
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