I chased my grand-
son to the library.
When he got there
he played on
the compu-
ter and then
complained
that
his
dad
got
bad
books.
son to the library.
When he got there
he played on
the compu-
ter and then
complained
that
his
dad
got
bad
books.
Koan: How miserable, how miserable—transmigrating the three worlds.
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