Mud And Gold
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Let us treat
Mud and gold
One and equal.
I have got
No equals.
See in the same state
Whether it is
Joy or sorrow.
Accept the fruits
With seeds and
Convert it
Into seedless.
Saving all, You are
O my dear, taking away all troubles.
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