from the Chinese Book of Songs
--Alisa Valles
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Saved from my own desires, I keep those of others
with me. Guests whose houses burned down have
nowhere to go. It would be cruel to send them off
to visit ruins. There are parts of my mind I haven't
visited for a long time and do not care to visit now.
Let's open this bottle of wine and spit at the moon.
1 comments:
I have a feeling that last line is going to come out of my mouth every time I open a bottle of wine now.
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