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today poem
Staying Overnight at Jeunggak Temple / mogeun yisaek
The temple, separated from the world, is near a rocky peak,
touching clouds and mist, as if sitting on a distant fairyland.
The sound of a sutra dies down; a monk starts to meditate.
A bright moon rises, shining on mountains and mountains.
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