julio tulipan


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Joy Of Meeting

Afar swam geese I stare to fly,
Look over the vast sky.
The swift mist past to the far,
My eyes get blurred apart.

The jade flute in blow,
I'm lost in sorrow,
As the fall weep low.
Night moon lonely dreams by screen,
With whom same she seems?

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