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Same evening
Same stars
Same moon
Swing for ever
To and fro
On the pendulum of time
Lotus makes faces,
winks and smiles
And does her make-up
mirroring cool still water
Afloat on the wings of the wind
cloud goes wandering
over lakes and the ocean
to fill its half-empty pitcher
Resting his tired head
on the blue hills after dusk,
the sun spends the night
and dreams of the next dawn
All in a day's work...
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