Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings a tune without words
And never stops at all.
I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea
Yet, never, in extremity
It ask a crumb of me.
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GOD'S IN HIS HEAVEN. ALL'S RIGHT WITH THE WORLD.
神在天上,世上一切盡皆虛無。 所有本人分享的東西,死檔者絕不補檔,因為我自己的硬碟已經爆了,沒檔......真希望有哪個好心人士可以重發我以前發過的東西啊...(遠目) |
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