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On a rainy afternoon,
I sat on my ass at Serangoon,
Reconciling with the whispering moments,
Far from the far side of the moon.
The women all looked calm,
In their heads wildly beating the ego drum,
Bypassing the garden of Eden,
Marching into the immortal void slum.
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好文笔
有个好的melody 能成一首歌了...