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Sandy Lyne


Chinese Hut


The Old Chinese Poet

People say I live in a poor man’s hut.
They laugh at my ragged sleeves.
They do not understand my tears of joy.
I am thankful for a bowl of rice
and this quiet time alone.
I believe that much unseen is also here.


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