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<><BR>我们因爱和欲望<BR>而复杂,紊乱<BR>纯真<BR>属于孩子旱冰鞋底<BR>那颗滚动的滑轮<BR>落叶在夜晚的街上<BR>随风辗转<BR>车灯穿过浮尘<BR>指尖抛出的硬币<BR>是花或者国徽<BR>我坐在橘黄的灯下<BR>只求一杯安静的水<BR>透明<BR>冷暖随意</P>
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<>we became complicated and chaotic<BR>because of love or desire<BR>innocent<BR>was the rolling wheel <BR>of the skating boots of the child<BR>fallen leaves flied in the wind<BR>on the night street<BR>headlight of cars <BR>penetrated the floating dust<BR>the coin thrown out from the finger tips:<BR>FLOWER on one side or NATIONAL EMBLEM on the other<BR>i sat in the orange lamp shine <BR>just wanted to be a queit glass of water<BR>transparent<BR>no matter cold or warm</P>
<>dreariness itself was a kind of esthetics</P>
<>body became scalding in the night wind<BR>shadow was drawen longer under the lamp shine<BR>bacteria made throat itch<BR>as the time fading <BR>nothing left but the withered yellow</P>
<>to tell the truth <BR>i knew more than you about the thin light <BR>ever floating on your rounded forehead<BR>but now<BR>i am in algam clothes<BR>loafing about in this muddy world<BR>turn the head back<BR>blowing away the memory ashes<BR>just with a tender tremble of the hand<BR></P>