The Cranes In August
Ocean waves rise...
...to remove what is lifted, crossing each other at the top.
...swelling and lifting the spirit increasing strength
...to cleanse the body parts
...cranes ride and climb steep mountains, traveling on foot.
...groaning roaring, the fall casts away and brings down.
...slipping steeply, the sound, a long time, dull faint.
Asher Chipu
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