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Yet he sits on a maple, Unaware of the coming Fall. Weeping always, he wipes his tears By an arm engraved with red stripes. What is home to him? Winebottlesbrokenglassbruisesscreams. In the air, A fearful demon is whirling, Chanting dreadful incantations. So he still sits on the maple, Unaware of the coming Spring. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 59.117.168.29 ※ 編輯: korn31910 來自: 59.117.168.29 (05/19 00:28) ※ 編輯: korn31910 來自: 59.117.168.29 (05/19 00:30) ※ 編輯: korn31910 來自: 59.117.168.29 (05/19 00:31) ※ 編輯: korn31910 來自: 59.117.168.29 (05/19 00:33) ※ 編輯: korn31910 來自: 59.117.168.29 (05/19 00:34) ※ 編輯: korn31910 來自: 59.117.168.29 (05/19 00:52)
celestial09:touching...~_~ 123.193.24.253 05/19 00:52
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spacedunce5:typo->stripes; i love your poems! 61.228.78.19 05/19 21:39
※ 編輯: korn31910 來自: 59.121.104.60 (05/19 22:18)
korn31910:Thank you! Celestia109 & Spacedunce5 59.121.104.60 05/19 22:19
TimManu:The image is good. 220.136.84.41 05/20 19:46