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6/18/2009 买个悬崖，把你自己扔下去吧"In the end,
what are we to choose ideas we hold most cherished?
Who would they choose under shroud of a sun?
The dust draw near,
and I stand alone,forsaken.
Shivering on the wing of time and tide.
As dour eyes pales,
struggle gives way to the whisper
of a merciful eternal hush,
and pain washes numb.
Laughing steadfast on memory's shore.
The dream chooses me,
a nameless gray morass,
riling
where I linger and scream with all my might,
so I turn and drift into the endless fog,
untill there is nothing,
and I
remain still."
TREE.6.18.
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