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旷野诗选
Wilderness Anthology

seem to engulf you.
Bypass those traps
in cautiousness,

and set foot in a vast desert.
In unbearable hunger and thirst,
you gradually lose vigilance.

The battlefield without person

is in the streets of desire.
A sinner you are!
You are unworthy of the name! The name!

Prideful expression in eyes
reveals indifferent irony,
which forces you to take off the armor.
Will you associate with evil
or make a clear distinction?

Will you dance with wolves
or take on fig leaf?

Invisible fights
are wrestling unceasingly.
Who can deliver from the body of this death?

“Therefore put on the full armor of Him, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to
stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.”

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