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For the unnamed 3

(Music: Wind - Brian Crain)

pages turned unwillingly

in books you never read

but just keep looking through

like a painter lost in colour

living one's art alone

in spaces that can't reflect

the greyness of your stillness

but just the lines of your face

covered in doodles

that someone drew while waiting

for moments to fall

like dust after rain

onto a past too tangible

you are

a creator of reasons for nothingness


moving to the pitch of transformation

into the flow of action in non-action

like a creator of choice

that you just let go

for others to not feel

the depth of your pain

"我爱生活感谢日子, 我爱生命感谢痛苦"

◄ Alone

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