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What do you think is human life like here or there?
It seems like a swan's traces on mud or on snow.
See the claw and nail prints by chance mud and snow bear.
Will the flying swan care what it has left below?
The old monk, dead, has left but a dagoba new; The verse we wrote was gone with the wall in decay.
What I remember of the journey made with you Is a weary long way and the lame donkey's bray.
