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pointed my way
with a radish.
1763 - 1828/Male/JapaneseA poet and lay Buddhist priest known for his haikus and journals.
Don't worry, spiders,I keep house
Napping at middayI hear the song of rice planters
******* in the snowoutside my door--
Writing **** about new snowfor the rich
What a strange thing!to be alive