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An Hour Ago
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$ e+ T S) V1 O; t5 S George Macbeth
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And I felt the surge of darkness9 ]) c j" C/ I
As it flooded from the rafters% \) E1 G/ I# ^$ g; `; K! ^2 m* f
And came down to touch your door
y! [9 J" w. U9 v# rIn the softening of the moonlight, `0 E( X# v5 O: I3 u
and the cooling of the day) v6 M- ?* W ~
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一小时前* p! O; y* `" `5 z* H" Y3 N
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乔治•麦克白
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我站在黄昏的暮光中+ _. I0 \6 H# c) f5 D2 ~3 G" D- x
感觉黑暗如同浪涌8 ?+ u) U7 m9 g$ D5 I- l. \* x
夜色从淹没屋檐开始
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这一天的光景,连同我. r! H6 l( d2 n1 i2 y; k! h
在月光下缓慢融化
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