| Blue Rapids |
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| Fierce Heat: On the Zen Room of Master Heng-Chi |
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| A Little stream used to cross my land |
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| On autumn nights / the dew is |
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| In this world / what can I point to |
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| Orange blossoms that came |
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| Like the light snow |
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| That cuckoo who sang |
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| My hut is at the foot |
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| Through autumn fields of bush clover |
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