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发帖数: 56 | 1 March 28.
Light of spring times...
light that arouses memories
of ancient times.
when tips of soft or hard,
still scratched on paper
before mass of keyboard.
muted them with swiftness.
Ruins
I dream of saphire
where the flames of desire
crystalized in the shape of heart
I walk by the ruins
where faith for love shattered
like shroud in the wind
The souls,
yours and mine
break the cage and fly
while we watch and watch, with empty eyes |
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