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Poetry

Before sleep, i want to tell you about my day , and my night. No Frankenstein indeed, so you don't need to be scared.

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by badkid47

by badkid47

Man with glasses

Stood stunned

In the fields of cold tea gardens and cool

Then he ran as fast as the wind

Through the mist cold, solve any sense of ego, kill envy

Then stood stunned

Strains of dream emotion carrier

Feeling of wanting to fly

Float

Abiding

Fragrant ground during the rainy season

Steam air when summer

Finding treasure for yourself

However, carried away by the tone

Controlled by time

Then slowly weakened, follow the flow, and closed

Both of these eye

Accompanied by the moon and stars

Although I'm indifferent to it

They remained faithful to accompany me

In my hallucinations