#嘻嘻下雨天听着这首歌写的诗
Pouring rain outside! “What a world!” I sighed.
Tis a chilling summer day, pedestrians listen yet refuse to say
Doctor Strange, all deities, let the hands rotate counterclockwise.
Before tears absorb my grief, fall on the book, dilute its ink
Soon comes the night, which Vincent cannot depict
I shall take you to a place where the sky is transparent
with millions of stars shimmering on it
only a few words of whisper coagulate in the air
where our shadows are stretched and ironed by the last ray of light
where dim, multicolored neon lights reflect on the lake
as smooth as if painted, and impalpable as heartbreak
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