金沙篆刻成的荒漠
在一切之內生長著真理
一沙一礫堆積成雙眼的年輪
驟降甘霖地釋出生命的渴望
沿著夢緣徒步朝聖的妳
失去了信念
轟! 森林所有神秘的咒語聚集成一聲巨響
妳醒了
但只仍帶有睏意的
醒了。
「Benumb’d my eyes; my pulse grew less and less;
Pain had no sting, and pleasure’s wreath no flower.」
Inspired by John Keats’《Ode on Indolence》
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