<p style="text-align: left;">June is coming.<br><br><br><br>In the middle of the day in June, in the forest.<br>The concert of conception resonates.<br>Bees, butterflies, and starlings also contribute.<br><br>The paired mountain birds sing of luck.<br>Building a house stained with asceticism.<br>At the sound of woodpeckers pecking<br>The forest is tense, and the sound of the stream stops.<br><br>The hoarse cuckoo's voice burrowing deep into the valley.<br>Is this the final cry of a scream calling out to a partner?<br>What am I supposed to do with that earnest wish?<br>The heartless June flies like an arrow.<br><br>~June 2016, on the way to Geumjeongsan Mountain~</p>
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