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手もふれで月日へにける白檀弓ま弓おきふしよるは寢こそねられね
| te mo Furede tukiFi Fenikeru sira mayumi oki Fusi yoru Fa i koso nerarene |
I’ve not set hand Through the passing days and months On my white a spindlewood bow Yet, strung taut at night, The release of sleep eludes me. |
Tsurayuki
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