Chapter 592: 18 Poems, Untitled Four
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18 poems, Untitled Four
18, Untitled Four
Evening
Along the afterglow of the setting sun
Walked to the open-air plaza
Found a clean stone
Sat down
Thought of some people
Some things
Some bygone years
Some days like dust
So much dust in the mortal world
People can no longer tell them apart
Which speck am I?
Is it the birdsong?
Is it the whisper of leaves?
Night has come over
I can't remember the way home
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