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She Spins Silk

 Far up river in Szechuan,
waters rise as spring winds roar.
How can I dare to meet her now, to brave the dangerous gorge? The grass grows green in the valley below where silk worms silently spin.
Her hands work threads that never end, dawn to dusk when the cuckoo sings.

by Li Po
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