Love is the soil
Level and oblique tones
— miniature Prose poetry
Author: HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
Suddenly felt a kind of happiness, no more brilliant than the moment
We near a little, to stay at far valley
Engraved on blood flow in a continuation of the memory of the blue, and lost sleep
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