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Wysłany: Pon 2:06, 11 Kwi 2011 Temat postu: Brother of prose essays puppy |
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I often see themselves as a homeless dog , dog is my brother . To live each day wagging his tail from one corner to another corner of the hide , the cold wind blew a leaf , you can turn me hit the ground.
standing in the city intersection, facing west toward the east look back and forth surging footsteps hurt my eardrums . Walking in the way they do not own [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I dare not step on the ground force [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], fear into the trap [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], thus loss of desolation into a foreign land .
tired [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], no one knows I will find a corner , put out his tongue to lick their wounds , the wound out of the blood , the terrible white , like the world of supercilious indifference . The world state of Yan Liang , hurt a dog 's heart from afar .
the dead of night , my tears drop on the cold streets , no one could see my pain. In fact , even if some people see a dog who would care about the idea .
I'm just a puppy , my dream in front of the ideal is alive.
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