Fly in your three-winged boat
or hurtle on your long-distance
horse,
you will never make my home.
I dwell in the deepest wilderness
in a cave on a cliff amidst the
highest peaks—
clouds and thunder cascading every
day.
There’s not an orator like Lord Confucius
but there’s no one here to save.
29-red pine; rouzer-24;
123-tanahashi; 24-henricks
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