Kuan Yin # 70 ~ The Chance Of The Morning

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The coming of the morning is like a bee among the flowers,
He buzzes and roves wherever he needs to go ...
Springtime passes and the flowers no longer blossom,
Pained in your heart, there's nowhere to go or stay.


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