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> 八十一子 wrote: >91ҵڷڣֻܵ > >My heart boils up, aspiring to your heat; >Closes its eyes to grope what you see clear; >Drinks poison to be worthy to drink you; >Forges itself as a ring to grace your ear. > >ҵڷڣֻܵ顣 ...
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