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Mountain birds, unfettered and proud;
Plum blossom pollen, soft and scattering softly.
This painting-- but a promise
Of a thousand autumns to come
Drawing mountain birds
A promise of a thousand autumns... he writes these words in calligraphy of such stunningly elegance that it continues to take my breath away every time I catch glimpse of it.
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