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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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引用:如果邪惡 是華麗殘酷的樂章 他的戰場 我會 親手寫上 晨曦的光 風乾最後一行憂傷 黑色的墨 染上安祥 |
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