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by Mark Jarman
The wave breaks And I'm carried into it. Yet my father laughs， Chest-deep， proving I'm wrong. We're safely rooted， Rocked on his toes. Nothing irked him more Than asking， "What is there Beyond death？" His theory once was That love greets you， And the loveless Don't know what to say. 点击  收听单词发音
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