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坦途篇 Flat Road

Rose Seedling

Drooping leaves
seem not to be satisfied with the newly-built house.
Even the bud newly-conceived
is lifeless.

Picking up scissors,
fragility steals sense.

How beatific it is
linked with trunk and branches!
There are more opportunities
to suck nutrients.

Withering and death would wait for you anytime
if you are departing from trunk and branches.
If it has to choose mercy,

would you the seedling
be sere after the so-called faintheartedness?

Snap —— Snap ——

I am resolute to cut off the unfortunate possibilities.

To lose is not for being deprived of right.
Parting is out of friendly sentiments.

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