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One hundred and twenty eight, Though it roams beyond my fate. Do not question my destination, As freedom is not concerned, Since from where to choose the path preferred? For those standing watch in the chilling night, Restless, Oh May your souls be blessed, And remember, Never deny a world In which curiosity Will never kill the cat, unless It lies between the tracks Of a million lies. 贈丁兄 補生日未能祝賀之憾 2007/5/9 -- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let not a drop of desire Disturb the heart in ripples ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 220.139.229.28