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>Life
How much I could know you

whenever I came tired
I caught the finger of stars
and
in the night of sorrow’s
I slept soundly

life…

What’s it that
they are nither near
nor far away too

What’s your manner
to stand things
before each other

Life…

otherwise
you have given
a dozen friends
May
I cann’t become so mad.

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