STRAY BIRDS
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The sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the burden of its tail.
59
Never be afraid of the moments—thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
60
The hurricane seeks the shortest road by the no-road, and suddenly ends its search in the Nowhere.
61
Take my wine in my own cup,
friend.
It loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others.
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