Do You Still Sleep In This Valley, At Rest Under Thriving Grass? Poem by Im Che

Do You Still Sleep In This Valley, At Rest Under Thriving Grass?



Do you still sleep in this valley, at rest under thriving grass?
Where have those rosy cheeks gone, do your bleached bones remember?
I brought good wine for us to share—here, I’ll pour it on the grass.

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Im Che

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