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The end of this journey appeared to be quiet,
Slowly one person suffering from amnesia.
Shut our eyes and meditation,
Struggling to recall a little,
They only stay in the gray space,
Magic magic was lost.
Belief has been again and again polished edges and corners,
This person, Cijing, the matter
Into a thing of the past.
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发表于 2010-3-4 22:11:43
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