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A river severs Northern shore and Southern land; Between my home and me but a few mountains stand.
The vernal wind has greened the Southern shore again. When will the moon shine pight on my return? When?
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A river severs Northern shore and Southern land; Between my home and me but a few mountains stand.
The vernal wind has greened the Southern shore again. When will the moon shine pight on my return? When?
I like this poem.
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