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Friday, April 16, 2010
2 comment(s) . 3:59 AM



that sorrow which escapes the sealed barrel,
thanks to god i've borrowed you all my joys,
run away from mi and my deadening arrows, far far away, my dear.





run, make an escape.
stop, make an end.
love, make an inn.
i'm begging you.

yours forever,
yang.














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