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Multiple poems at a time

ancient style poetry

the west point on the horizon where the sun _set_s the moon's reflection on a river
西江月

   Zhao Ling

Died a long dream, I was born and magic for a decade.
Exploration through the ages left out the window series.
Do not save a little hungry.
Even been Vimalakirti I do not teach tolerance statement here.
An oven smoked clear cone sitting Zen.
Animals and head of the show. 　　

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