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Sonnet 01
for V
In the alley of moonlight I walk by,
The Color of night flying.
On the way with lamplights hanging aside,
My wander memories lying.
Spirit of skywalk softly talks:
"The story of this man charming.
When he towards his past and chases,
He found all the happiness harming."
I were dreary and wanna hide, suddenly
Seeing your tender face in my weeping mind.
You said: "I see thy wounded soul in reality,
Within all these years day and night.
"Offer me an answer." I said, "How many can we be?"
"The more you forget, the fewer you will see."
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