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Last year you went
with your troops
with your troops
to Tibet.
And when your men
had vanished
had vanished
beyond the city-wall,
news was cut off
between the two worlds
as between
the living and the dead.
No one has come upon
a faithful horse guarding
a crumpled tent or torn flag,
or any trace of you.
If only I knew,
I might serve you
in the temple,
in the temple,
instead of these tears
toward the far sky.
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