痕跡
I leave no trace of wings in the air, but I am glad I have had my flight. ——Rabindranath Tagore
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April 30, 2017
[浮光] 邊界
片段的昏厥與片段的意識
光線晃動著雙眼
在生與死的邊界
憂鬱滲著血
潰爛的傷口流著憂愁的膿
誰在那裡擺渡
贈予一艘船以過那條苦澀的河
歸去來兮
在其中會溺斃
上了岸也只是
擱淺著精神病
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