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The tree has entered my hands, The sap has ascended1 my arms, The tree has grown in my breast- Downward, The branches grow out of me, like arms. Tree you are, Moss2 you are, You are violets with wind above them. A child - so high - you are, And all this is folly3 to the world. 点击收听单词发音
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