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迷途篇 Going Astray

Torture

Incomplete limbs
is the evidence of sin.
Pale words
is surrounded by brilliant light.

A broken heart
is the expecting company of the perfect.
Behind each coincidence,
there is an inevitability.

By the miserable bitterness,
the eternal bliss stands to wait.

A gloomy psyche

requires fiery
moulding in tribulation,
or evil desire would strangle
oracles in infancy.

Shall wish and aspiration
be sent into exile
in mutual pursuit till the end of death?

However,
in expectation of illusion,
living water would be lost.

Don’t weep
by covering your face,

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