飞鸟集 第五章（1）

    man is ht

    let not the s blunt. .

    the night’s silence, like a deep lamp, is burning ht of its milky ht death’s limitless song of the sea.

    is not this mountain like a flo the sunlight?

    the real  read  and emphasis misplaced is the unreal

    find your beauty, my heart, from the race of the ht but of their eyeglasses.

    i live in this little ladly to lose my all.

    the false can never groro in po , longs to caress this green rass, love the star, then your dreams  leaves of this tree touch my heart like the fingers of an infant child.

    the little floht the path of the butterfly.

    i am in the ht comes, open thy gate, thou  thy songs of the day. in the evening let me carry thy lamp through the stormy path.

    i do not ask thee into the house. come into my infinite loneliness, my lover

    death belongs to life as birth does. the  of the foot as in the laying of it do of thy ht’s flo kissed her, she shivered and sighed and dropped to the ground.

    through the sadness of all things i hear the crooning of the eternal mother.

    i came to your shore as a stranger, i lived in your house as a guest, i leave your door as a friend, my earth.</p>

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