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i'm merely a muser
who thinks that
someday
the sun will char the moon
and all my desires will be incinerated in me....馃枻馃寛
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true friends are as rare as diamonds
as the impurities in a diamond turn it blue
so the same imperfections of man bond them
in a peculiar way....馃枻馃寛
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darkness is like a wick of candle
first it rekindles all desires
then blows away like all forlorn hopes
and spreads like an empty dark smoke....馃枻馃寛
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the sun constantly guards every alley
even in the last hour....馃枻馃寛
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beautiful聽and聽soft聽words聽are聽
like锟斤拷paper聽flowers聽
that聽bloom聽across聽the聽garden
yet harsh聽words聽scorch聽the聽earth....馃枻馃寛
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friendship is like an array of matrices
with zero determinant
because there is no unique solution
to define it....馃枻馃寛
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life is like to an
oxygen-filled balloon
that pops when it reaches
its culmination....馃枻馃寛
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the stars are far away from the adobe
still they shine in your lap....馃枻馃寛
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your memories are
like bougainvillea flowers
they are still falling
but are unable to do so....馃枻馃寛
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the moon and these ruins are alike
because the moon cannot
extent towards the sun
nor can the ruins
be rebuilt in the same way....馃枻馃寛
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life is like a balloon
if you don't fill it in proportion
if you don't give a room to adjust
it will boom....馃枻馃寛
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