A small peach tree without a master blossoms all alone.
At dusk, crows hover over a misty and wild land of grass.
A few collapsed walls and cottages surround deserted wells of stone,
Where there used to be a thriving household in each.Alas!
A small peach tree without a master blossoms all alone.
At dusk, crows hover over a misty and wild land of grass.
A few collapsed walls and cottages surround deserted wells of stone,
Where there used to be a thriving household in each.Alas!
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