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ZI JIN

O you, with the blue collar,
Prolonged is the anxiety of my heart.
Although I do not go [to you],
Why do you not continue your messages [to me]?
O you with the blue [strings to your] girdle-gems,
Long, long do I think of you.
Although I do not go [to you],
Why do you not come [to me]?
How volatile are you and dissipated,
By the look-out tower on the wall!
One day without the sight of you,
Is like three months.
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