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First Rain In Monterey Winter

Gloomy's the yard covered with fallen leaves Winter's coldness comes with winds wet with rains Lonely souls dread most the lengthy cold nights A quick-paced life about thin frosts complains A cocoon imprisons the silkworm tight Burnt out candles waste their flickering light The empty house is a daily sad thing Only the beauty's worshiped in painting

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