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Tu Fu

The Lone Goose
by Tu Fu

Never eating or drinking, the lone goose
Flies- thinking of its flock, calling out.
Who pities a flake of shadow lost beyond
Ten-thousand clouds? It stares far-off,

As if glimpses of them remained. Sorrows
Mount- it almost hears them again. . . .
Wild crows, not a thread of thought anywhere,
Squawk and shriek, fighting each other off.
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