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Autumn winds are blowing; I chant a sad song. So few people in this world have ever understood me. It is the third watch; rain splatters the window. I sit in front of the lamp, my spirit 10,000 li away -Ch'oe Ch'i-won c. 880 "Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light." -Dylan Thomas |
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