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坦途篇 Flat Road
Writing
Take up the pen, take up the pen,
to write down subtleties
by raising head to look up at heaven
and lowering head to recount.
Sometimes,
emotion is trickling music,
coming one after another.
Sometimes,
consciousness is gorgeous scroll
in a full view.
Sometimes,
soul leaps and soars
with lively gesture.
Sometimes,
sense prudently
pushes off a door and then shuts it softly.
Sometimes,
will greets raging waves
to duel with indiscipline in the final showdown.
It’s not until
all the words
flock to theater in festive gaiety,
performing dancing.
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