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    I sit on top of a boulder
    the stream is icy cold
    quiet joys hold a special
       charm
    bare cliffs in the fog
       enchant
    this is such a restful place
    the sun goes down
      and tree shadows sprawl
    I watch the ground
      of my mind
    and a lotus comes out
       of the mud
    The Collected Songs
      of Cold Mountain

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May 13th, 2006 by jack

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