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A boy is playing...Yes And no...After the boy grew up That same person still remembered When as a child he once played like this But now, he can play as complicated, as carefree As innocent, as sophisticated, as genius As mediocre, as fast, as slow, slumberous, whimsy As to-be-or-not-to-beingly, as I-Come-I-See-I-Conqueringly As nostalgic, as indulgent, as erotic, as exotic As fundamental, as transcendental, as natural Organic, wholesome, as artificial, as charismatic As catechetic, as Mien Kampf, as Anne of Green Gables As dreadful, as dreadnought, as... As a little boy is playing, alone, all alone. Solitude. Silence. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 98.206.162.66
hecati:Bravo. 09/10 16:55
spacedunce5:Anne? great tempo! 09/11 00:19
※ 編輯: kamadevas 來自: 98.206.162.66 (09/11 01:13)
hahastarr:like 09/13 10:57