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Let’s Depart Here

Let’s part ways here. Wait a minute. The moon is waning. The moon knows its time. My tears keep flowing. What are those birds called? They are called parrots. This bird is a peacock. They imitate people. I’m so sleepy. Then sleep well. Look at those monks. One of them is a woman. A nun. They are walking the same path that the golden wind blinded my eyes. My eyes are blurred. I can’t see clearly anymore. I’m dizzy. I have a stomachache. Fishermen catch fish, and hunters kill all kinds of beasts. It’s a dream. A dream within a dream. My path is not your path.