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Thursday, July 29, 2010
发冷
没有开风扇,但我觉得冷
躲在厚被单里,我觉得冷
热水器开到尽,我觉得冷
我想,这都与你有关。
风轻轻划过,冻结了知觉,我赢得一身颤抖
你手指触碰的那一瞬间牵引了裂痕,我随之粉身碎骨
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