wine drunken mug is left ...
Don't hang on this branch more or less ...
He helped me with little rice ...
Tiny frogs eat tiny insects ...
No walls no nails ...
when he throws the sword ...
continuously observing the nature ...
Sitting in wood lamp ed a small ...
Without no expectations decided to live usefully ...
Later three saints ...
orange colour is less ...
Zebra crosses day and night through its body at same time. ...
Zen Poems wine drunken mug is left with a trace with hundreds of years before particles of grapes branch
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