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Blurring the ink lines

you, this young lady please keep really silent on every step you walk gently, please just listen to every corner of the temple where the wind from the ancient meditation forest whispers and recites the way of Buddha sitting soundlessly you, this young lady please keep really silent while reading the ancient sutras just see on paper my words that have turned yellow just hear the breezes still sing within the ink lines once, in a long past age I wrote down words of Buddha thousands of years ago you, this young lady please keep really silent really silent please don’t laugh who would remember a laugh from a young lady that broke my heart and blurred the ink lines from my poems. By Phan Tan Hai

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Date: 6/29/2022 6:31:00 AM
I floated at the edges of this feathery write.
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Date: 6/28/2022 10:10:00 PM
A noble salutation to spiritual reverence Hai Phan, very well done, thank you! James
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