Don't Imitate Me / We Are Not

Year's End, All Corners Of This Floating World, Swept.

Do Not Seek To Follow In The Footsteps Of The Wise. Seek What They Sought.

Come, Butterfly It's Late- We've Miles To Go Together.

Along My Journey / Through This Transitory World, / New Year's Housecleaning.

From All These Trees, In The Salads, The Soup, Everywhere, Cherry Blossoms Fall.