Newly sprouting of the bottle-green bo-tree leaves register …
Sun-rays compose poems with golden ink in the morning.
Usual words-emotion-style scattered around on the dust
On the bight of the river, sloped of the mountain of the spring
Birds flowers and the sky and the seas are the readers.
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