This is not Cold Mountain,
But I’m cold, and alone,
With no one but crickets
For company, and the clouds.
I don’t know anything about
The Dao — or anything else,
For that matter. But then,
How would I know that?
But I’m cold, and alone,
With no one but crickets
For company, and the clouds.
I don’t know anything about
The Dao — or anything else,
For that matter. But then,
How would I know that?
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