For you
Not the stars your eyes are like,
I wonder why
They always remind,
Each time I look up into the sky.
I smile when you feel happy;
I weep when you feel sorry;
Satisfied when I am in your company;
Despair when you are not around me.
I know I am not lovely,
Far from beauty.
While you are petty,
More pettier than you should be.
How can I tell you the truth
That I desire none but you;
How can I tell you the truth
When I was meant to have the same gender as you.
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所謂世界的歷史,
祇不過是偉人的傳記而已。
－Thomas Carlyle
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