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Lifetimes seldom fill a hundred years – RaeAllen.net

Lifetimes seldom fill a hundred years


I live far off in the wild
Where moss and woods
Are thick and plants perfumed
I can see mountains rain or shine
And never hear market noise
I light a few leaves in my stove to heat tea
To patch my robe I cut off a cloud
Lifetimes seldom fill a hundred years
Why suffer for profit and fame?

~ Stonehouse


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