Have tried a variety of possibilities,
You withdraw into a small town. It's raining at the right time,
The rain gathers everything into light fog.
Living a life is a transparent art. You become
So humility, as the Qipu River by which you live, you restrain
Yourself into time, and learn to measure the depth of dusk.
You enter and exit life, all cannot be explained,
You roam from an orchard to a dental clinic, then drive a car
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