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Autumn came in the village of Ono. The maidservants raised their voices happily with local songs while cutting rice at the gate. The clacking of the scarecrows brought Ukifune, who had recovered, memories of her girlhood in the remote East Country. At night, the nuns started playing kotos and invited her to join in. She was not good at tasteful pleasures. She only took up a brush and set down a poem about her miserable destiny. She was left alone with her thoughts.
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