Category : Poems

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I'm like every other creature
Who find solace in another creation.

Seeing the nails swinging on zither
Makes me run hither not to wither.

Fallen of peach blossom petal
Garnish my soul to mettle.

Melody from the unlearned language
A cure to my internal hemorrhage.

The clittering of the swords
Make every cells of my body be in accords.

Often no regret allegiance to serve
Lead me to loving without reserve.

I have just mono-addiction
Chinese drama with conviction.
 
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