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“When the life goes down when the wishes seem like a metaphor”

I’m here sitting alone under the big tree seeing the sunset lightly then dark is coming.

my wish is a doubt, my willing is a tear of the joyful

dark, dark, darkness when you leave me?

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

sugar is too sweet

Out of the box

A post shared by Eva Taibe – 李月 (@evataibe) on

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