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Poem

Han Dong

Six Lines


it’s raining, but this is not the mood of rain 
it’s autumn, but this is not the cold of autumn 
a piece of music when it is not being performed 
a thought in a head when the rest of the body has died 
the meaning of life beyond words, truth’s most secret 
secret when my eyes are matched by the eye-scars in that tree ...

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Six Lines


it’s raining, but this is not the mood of rain 
it’s autumn, but this is not the cold of autumn 
a piece of music when it is not being performed 
a thought in a head when the rest of the body has died 
the meaning of life beyond words, truth’s most secret 
secret when my eyes are matched by the eye-scars in that tree ...

Six Lines


it’s raining, but this is not the mood of rain 
it’s autumn, but this is not the cold of autumn 
a piece of music when it is not being performed 
a thought in a head when the rest of the body has died 
the meaning of life beyond words, truth’s most secret 
secret when my eyes are matched by the eye-scars in that tree ...
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