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活在後悔之中 但再怎後悔 也只是徒勞無功 與其呆在原地 到不如想看看 之後的路 |
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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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