March twenty eight, A little girl passed away By a beast inside a man. Ten thirty seven p.m. A woman posted an article and said, The truth is love that we all have had With anger With fear With grief But still the sanity retained. I looked out the window at the sunset, Wondering Thinking Understood finally With the soft breeze fanning my face. Her sense and Her sensibility Might be the reason of my obsession For such long long days. -- 初作於版上 謹此獻給我敬愛的偶像 三十三歲生日快樂 --

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