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Tina's Monologue
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Sitting at the table by the open window,I see flowers blooming and dropping in the dark.The snow accepts the sorrowful steps,as my hands stretching out to stop you from coming in again......
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Tina,the great philosopher
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Waterfall
A Country Called China
What is time
A man made this term to count his life
He created so-called past and future
Love his mind less than his face
Yet God knows what is real
A lump of mud
shaped at his will
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Tina's Roam
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