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nest in the warm room, not left all day, lazy eyes flashed subtle hint of Smart, the warmth of breath mingled with the past, the wave Jiandan pale, and then wind Piaoyuan, without any feelings there quietly in the dignified atmosphere exudes a biting cold,
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someday, where and when, I will once again deliberately and you encounter


unlimited night infiltrated the streets of the city lanes, not every face blurred raindrops evil and hypocrisy, ########## eyes staring at every person with my brush, some people inadvertently turn is the life, world filled with too many unpredictable turn of events and involuntarily clutch, God only blink of an eye in the clouds, they changed the ending
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always think, how can forget everything in an instant, do not stop to find a suitable way to indulge and to vent, but with a deep sense of powerlessness, stay for so many years, this city is still so strange, sad eyes are revealing a trace of perseverance, trying to hide the true memory of freezing breath, thinking of the struggle has been deliberately slow in the head penetration depth to pull off the bone marrow and cold, breathing but do not lie

quietly curled up in bed in the corner, love is not anticipated this fall and decadent, dark look in their eyes still blinking neon lights under the becomes increasingly blurred, the familiar and unfamiliar city, deep-seated Memory




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halo slowly open air smoke ring but unreal in the misty night, each person is only in this heart of the night was indifferent to the deepest peel mask,永远不要和父母说的十句话, or humble or noble, living life to the length of just a the boundaries of the game, caught between the city who wears a mask in order to survive in the constant pursuit of the hidden, if you are too true, could make that hypocrisy and exposed the ugly truth of the uncovered, the society is a wanton violation of human dignity places, does not matter a non-true and false, good and evil, beauty and ugliness can not tell
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the city is still bright, the rain falling outside the window of bursting out of endless sorrow