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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  守護你心中的天堂
今天的心情依然平靜
依然有勇氣面對明天
依然愛你
依然想你
這種心情真好

the words are formless before my eyes
my fingers waver over individual keys
and a melody plays in my head
piping along emotion
visual images form in my ears
a lilt of a question at the end
and a harmony plays in my heart
caressing joy.

bitter.sweet
i smile when there is a pang.
because in letting go
there is more
and to see you grow
is my only hope
my only hope.

沒有你的夜特別的漆黑
只能閉上雙眼去感覺
沒有我的夜誰在你身邊?
代替了那個從前...

it grows old, it grows old
washes over with sleep
and eyes closed
a new world reestablishes itself.
to forever
and another day begins.

我含淚
對你說再見。
 


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