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The twirls of air stuck me In the middle of a night street This opaque opponent broke my umbrella Soaked my garment Taunted my hair Into a Medusa Finally reached home The gales won't stop They pierced through the windows Incessant calls from Pluto No TV No dogs No snacks Scared and bored I pretend that I am on the sea Fishing for nothing-- But tomorrow's sun -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc), 來自: 223.137.101.106 ※ 文章網址: https://www.ptt.cc/bbs/poetry/M.1501334834.A.BF8.html
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