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Collection of Prose Poems
The movable type is not solid at the tip of the heart, but the ink flows. My poems are full of deep hatred and do not repay kindness. Thank you for watching, no more words.
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There Is No Fragrance in the Cold Night
[Biography] + [Black Irony] + [Cognitive Bias] + [Limitations] + [No Villain] + [Innocence] + [Self-Redemption] In the cold night, a life-carrying car slowly drove by, bringing salvation to the world, but in a mountain village there was an alien who loved to think. Everything about him should belong to him, but his fate always escapes his eyes. When he laughed at fate, fate also laughed at the yellow-haired boy. At the end of his life, he got into that car again, but he smiled helplessly in his
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Black Sun Dawn
Three rings knocking, five spiritual hearts, the black sun is in the sky, the moon is bright, there is no body, no spirit, who tells the journey, who tells the destiny. Maybe it's fate, maybe it's fate, who can say it, who can write it, who can save it, who can fall it, it's only me, Wu Wei.
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