KKS XV: 757

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秋ならでおく白露はねざめするわがた枕のしづくなりけり

aki narade
oku siratuyu Fa
nezame suru
wa ga tamakura no
siduku narikeri
It is not autumn
Yet by falling silver dewdrops
I am wakened;
Pillowed on my arm,
There are droplets.

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