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       # 2021-11-30 - Sailing Homeward by Chan Fang-shēng
       
       Cliffs that rise a thousand feet
         Without a break,
       Lake that stretches a hundred miles
         Without a wave,
       Sands that are white through all the year,
         Without a stain,
       Pine-tree woods, winter and summer
         Ever-green,
       Streams that for ever flow and flow
         Without a pause,
       Trees that for twenty thousand years
         Your vows have kept,
       You have suddenly healed the pain of a traveller's heart,
       And moved their brush to write a new song.
       
       tags: poem
       
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