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The joy of spring"In Zen there is no next." "One who believes that
When there is no next all expectations cease in wonderful peace Stories of worries fall silent in sparkling ease Spring is melting the cold Rivers of light wash away the old Flowers bloom and hidden birds are singing Nothing to add just simply be
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