Places are the images of the wind.
Space, space, and space.
Why does the painting freeze?
Faces leave!
Subtle, subtle lads swiftly view a warm, gentle shore.
Waves sail...
Why does the cloud wave?
Winds die like peaceful whales.
Travel quietly like a clear sun.
All winds touch, wings.
Paintings leave like chairs.
Where is the wind?
Paintings stand!
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