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my mind is
reeling
did you pay a
call on me
did I visit
you
was our night
real or fancy
did I sleep
was I awake?
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howsoever in
old capital Nara now
abandoned our home
unchanged from the distant past
blooming are cherry blossoms
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now that the fragrance
rises from the orange trees
that flower in June
I recall those perfumed sleeves
think of someone I once knew
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tenebrously now
in the morning mist that dawns
over Akashi
my desire is with that ship
gone beyond the far island
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