The boat set sail upon the great river whose swollen waters stretched to sky's edge. Sky and waves split apart suddenly- the district capital's thousands of homes. Moving on, I can see the town market and vaguely make out mulberry and hemp. I turn to gaze back toward my homeland- only vast floods that stretch to the clouds.
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