the sun would not like to fall
as a noble stays in the sky
i didn't find the whereabouts of the king John
so i put the sovereignty on the wall
someone begins to play gambling
every party believes themselves
executing Heaven's will
my heart is same as a barrel falls into a well
water is very cold
just as your light smile
over poison
the friendship you pour out in the big church
is a ill hallucination
the plaster model frowns
i turn over and read my testament
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