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Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Bathed and Washed


"Bathed in fragrance,
do not brush your hat;
Washed in perfume,
do not shake your coat:

"Knowing the world
fears what is too pure,
The wisest man
prizes and stores light!"

By Bluewater
an old angler sat:
You and I together,
Let us go home.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • THE FIRST SHRIKE (4/10/2007 9:02:00 PM)

    Your logic is most wise, I must learn as thou so did to speak, the question and ask of it not, yet reach that compromise.. For the queen that I must speak, ..of not. (Report) Reply

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