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What ascends is sky, escape What descends is dashing waves, decadence and decay. A line divides the world: You're left in the centre, Floating unsupported. Awakening from an afternoon nap A wild goose chases the horizon. You're a speck of dust Between heaven and earth Seeking a place to stay for the night.
Pai ch’iu
(c) Pai Ch'iu and Point Editions.
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