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passing, passage
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passing, those who have passed, they have turned back,
they have turned around, they have this harmony, this one time,
these many times, they have, for those who have passed and
this one time, they have turned
passage, for neither a break nor a moment's rest have they,
they have continued, they have thought until their bones were
broken, until their minds among them, disappearing, no longer
this one melody, breathless, this one time, they have turned
and turned, the pipa rising among the buddhas, we have heard
there are engines in the empty air, in the air distraught,
they furiously pass, they furiously play themselves, appearing,
among them, among one or none of them, nothing of them, until
there were, no longer, of them or among them, they have risen,
they are rising, they shall have risen, they will have risen,
among the engines in the empty air, there are engines in the empty air