I have stood on the ground,
gradually read out all the pages
and have heard of its metallic sound
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O the ways of the months have finished! the ways of the seasons (summer to spring at the end winter) have finished! the ways of the seven seas, thirteen rivers have finished! have finished the ways of the round earth! Ah! yes, but the way of the life never can finish wherever you go it would be half way of life!
'finally I have lost her which makes all the differences at the end' - the poem ends with a poignant note!