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neither near nor far from thee
lies the salient sycamore tree
to its right desire asks destiny
to speak on faith enmity.
neither near nor far from thee
lies the salient sycamore tree
to its left life ask death
the essence of the final breath
neither near nor far from thee
lies the salient sycamore tree
in the middle pleasure asks pain
which has virtue to ascertain
neither near nor far from thee
lies the salient sycamore tree
with no more idiosyncrasies
silence sings the summer breeze.
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