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Moonlit Night Thinking of My Brothers
by Tu Fu


Warning drums have ended all travel.
A lone goose cries across autumn
Borderlands. White Dew begins tonight,
This bright moon bright there, over

My old village. My scattered brothers-
And no one home to ask Are they alive or dead?
Letters never arrive. War comes
And goes- then comes like this again.
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