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“ Writing , at its best , is a lonely life “ - Ernest Hemingway
雨
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August 13, 2016
忘了把星星藏在夜裡,卻把淚藏進雲裡,竟日竟夜下雨
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沒忘記曾經被雨打得多狼狽,可還是拒绝打傘
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嗯,是暴雨是晴天,都是旅程,都會過去
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