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An Escape

Fleeing awhile
From the cares of living,
I walk into the spring light
Where the plum trees flower,
And take a deep breath.

A Clear Night

On such an enticing night,
A woman, by way of pretext, may say:
“I will go out to get
A thing or two for my kitchen.”
But really it is to meet her love.

Flood

In the black darkness
The night is advancing.
Over the torrent echo
Cries for help and the lowing of cows.

Since the flood, we are still
Unable to return home,
And in our temporary shelter
The autumn has grown cold.

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