Sunday, September 8, 2013

Dust Comments

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You keep lowering down, and down, till you are close to a dust small
In your old home there you were born. There is a dragonfly
Flying across the fence. The look on the face that you can’t understand thoroughly
Is like an umbrella, though dyed black, looks white.
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East Sea Fairy Xing Yi
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