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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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  frostbite
今天是那一種天,
是那種,把心藏在被子裡面
不想出來的天

好笑的是,醜陋的心思,
我隱藏不住

在被子里挖個洞,
留著心靈的碎片給深夜。

寒風貼著臉,
鑽進了我的心
在裡面徘徊著,將暖暖的一切冷凍。

只到碰撞曾愛你的心房,
裡面熊熊的火在燃燒著。

原來被子里我的心
從來沒放棄過。

只是冷了,累了,想睡了。

趁這冷天,
好好的冬眠。
 


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