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发帖数: 185 | 1 we chase misprinted lies,
we face the path of time,
and yet i fight,
and yet i fight，
this battle all alone,
no one to cry to,
no place to call home.
my gift of self is raped,
my privacy is raked,
and yet i find,
and yet i find，
repeating in my head,
if i can be my own,
i'd feel better dead.
我永远记得这首歌词。 |
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