To each a modesty in the countenance of rain.
Looking in you will see the aspect of a heat by which plants
Grow. And you will see
The tears of humankind falling.
To each the bravery of the verdure,
Throbbing in the leaves.
It must this resonance to each know discontent.
It must, after all, it must!
The Monkey
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