踏过废墟,仍旧荒芜。
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03 September 2016
Loneliness
一早起來,寂寞感撒的滿身都是;
煮了水、磨了豆、泡一大杯的黑咖啡,
畫了幾個人像素描,打開電腦繼續寫功課。
聽官靈芝唱李宗盛的《給自己的歌》,
“
想得卻不可得 你奈人生何
”
然後,也把寂寞都喝掉。
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