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April's air stirs in Willow-leaves...a butterfly Floats and balances

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Matsuo Basho
Age: 50 †
Born: 1644
Born: January 1
Died: 1694
Died: November 28
Artist
Poet
Writer
Vaxjo
Matsuo Basho
Bashō
Bashô
Basho
Matsuo Bashou
April
Butterfly
Leaves
Air
Willow
Spring
Haiku
Balance
Balances
Stirs
Floats

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