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Was it so ten years ago
Wrapped in a boyish shadow
Watching myself slowly getting
Rotten
Will the trains of thought be depraved
For time
In the hailed
Heaven of darkness
In the world
We are struggling
People are gradually assimilated by improbability
And in a hardhearted movement of marking land with circle
Proudly offer life
In sacrifice
To the game
Life
Is not more than a road
Meticulously designed by God
And with no end
A road that will be death
Although sometimes would still luckily feel
That destiny is already seen through by me
Yet however destiny changes
I am not frightened of an end
But only expecting
The next samsara
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Liu
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