Even when dying
The autumn leaves
Enjoy the fall
The fabric of all there is
Like little waves on a calm lake Came little waves of joy Like little pauses in music Came little stings of pain Together they made a pattern On the fabric of my life If I could look from far away It'll form a nice quilt
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commenting here as this blog seems active.
http://books.google.com/books?id=xd0UAAAAYAAJ&printsec=titlepage&dq=madayi&lr=&as_brr=1&source=gbs_summary_r&cad=0
Is this the Gundert dictionary that has etymologies?
-Nikhil