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As for me, I delight 
In the everyday Way,
Among mist-wrapped vines 
And rocky caves.
Here in the wilderness 
I am completely free,
With my friends, 
The white clouds, 
Idling forever.
There are roads, 
But they do not reach the world;
Since I am mindless, 
Who can rouse my thoughts?
On a bed of stone I sit, 
Alone in the night,
While the round moon 
Climbs up Cold Mountain.

– Han shan (8th c)

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