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No. 1
Farewell to Mirror Lake for many years
Club members use poetry to relay messages
Hard to meet face to face as folks grow older
Looking ahead to the future feel sad and down
Six Plows Graveyard
No. 2
All these wilderness graves, bones already cold
Deserted mountainside, water and clouds fading
At this point, everyone is equal,
Yet the rich folks have broader plots.
In this graveyard, every grave has a number. It's quite orderly and some people have larger plots than others.
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