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# r6 L5 R6 s/ F4 } e# `* Z George Macbeth
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% @, x$ i# Z, @+ f: uI stood there in the twilight% X7 R3 q; n- G+ l/ c: O
And I felt the surge of darkness: t; |1 E1 U: X- ?: L
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And came down to touch your door7 T: v9 @) K4 e4 s: V8 m" ]( ~
In the softening of the moonlight,2 u6 a/ s) T: j3 P% o, D
and the cooling of the day
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一小时前/ @' x$ M' k" ?4 `$ ?- W6 @6 H$ a
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我站在黄昏的暮光中
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夜色从淹没屋檐开始
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在月光下缓慢融化" l W3 r+ ^: }3 v2 Z6 e) K
逐渐变冷+ {1 C ?) c; C% z/ C8 j8 k7 H8 T
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