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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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   DIR poem