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Terra cotta soldiers
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by J. Loh今天y8^"i2l8j8w
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f)BW%FhR(Gq0 such vivid affairs one could not tell今天uI)o(GA V
in the midnight silence
A)Lm.wC1g:Z%Y6\5c0 and I knew nothing about the basement
,SG}.h7g Y6E3m)L0 where rats and cockroaches fought among themselves
qeJ MX X`P0 I was alive, but couldn't walk nor bounce around今天Z.@ v.] [[MsK
as a black swan or a white cat今天/PU_v_I gk/e
while you said, come join the soldiers of the cockroaches.
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/Tg3v{s0 Why not rats, I asked.
)vs]J;w,r"j0 one inch seemed one million miles away
AEPK?&HB0 with two worlds apart
|zH3Xa0 there was something inside me I couldn't reach今天5A5\9y T7_`m Q
"tear me into pieces", you said,今天8HI*C9\&U1I$E
"nothing is authentic or genuine as you will see
$~l bz(`Z0 in pieces of me"
.| ^5a9LgT0
0CI.r6hyWx0 I was alive, but couldn't walk as a living being今天!N|9F'nl'ucJVg
the world surrounding me
4m^Bm,Q"u+u @0 was a tiny drop of the rain, dripping down 今天jJwn oK
from a pigeon's wing-tip
"djYN'cU\ P0 time turned into a grain of sand --今天~ z y,b7]4bS,~\(IY
-- the sole truth of the universe今天k/oViu$T p9M
2y7L%_9T gp(P0 with sore and pain in my back
0|"V.HL2X}?)SF}*ZO D0 I couldn't go too far from my flesh nor bring the true pieces of me
W&^U b}u A4i0 to the silent tides今天^6V g+MO;f#B_\u
I couldn't touch the shades of solidity
`~Cc7mV;J0 while my door was cracking --
? tq6oH0e/am0 the boundary of myself was disappearing
Q `MN*[$@0 something completely foreign was reshaping
.x3N+GB PUM0 I felt the dim light of the rainy day came inside me
K,b%Jxc.B0 and shed on the cracked floor
9Y y'i!N0c,O(?Z0 when curtains were still tightly shut
8P^]}\N8D2@-~0nSl0 今天,l2]l/H[0{[ U
Gapping, sobbing, and yelling in pain
w/F[ hoaw0 I felt the dead man moving out of my body今天X/c1S EK$J]1O
and the grain of sand was free-flying今天#X3_bNUFFW-\2S
in the pouring rain
~D"@,e2B9w0 love or being loved was a state of quantum 今天 T4c iK;QRis
-- rats or cockroaches didn't matter --今天&S
dHT6e`"G{b0
&YAVv#O`k0
a dead cat bounced once or twice
a dead man walked as a soldier from Qin dynasty
who dreamed about climbing the Great Wall
across the vast northern wasteland
and only found himself turned
into a ghost in the bushes
like a shapeless shadow of wind
f)BW%FhR(Gq0 such vivid affairs one could not tell今天uI)o(GA V
in the midnight silence
A)Lm.wC1g:Z%Y6\5c0 and I knew nothing about the basement
,SG}.h7g Y6E3m)L0 where rats and cockroaches fought among themselves
qeJ MX X`P0 I was alive, but couldn't walk nor bounce around今天Z.@ v.] [[MsK
as a black swan or a white cat今天/PU_v_I gk/e
while you said, come join the soldiers of the cockroaches.
J`s3d2AnU0
/Tg3v{s0 Why not rats, I asked.
)vs]J;w,r"j0 one inch seemed one million miles away
AEPK?&HB0 with two worlds apart
|zH3Xa0 there was something inside me I couldn't reach今天5A5\9y T7_`m Q
"tear me into pieces", you said,今天8HI*C9\&U1I$E
"nothing is authentic or genuine as you will see
$~l bz(`Z0 in pieces of me"
.| ^5a9LgT0
0CI.r6hyWx0 I was alive, but couldn't walk as a living being今天!N|9F'nl'ucJVg
the world surrounding me
4m^Bm,Q"u+u @0 was a tiny drop of the rain, dripping down 今天jJwn oK
from a pigeon's wing-tip
"djYN'cU\ P0 time turned into a grain of sand --今天~ z y,b7]4bS,~\(IY
-- the sole truth of the universe今天k/oViu$T p9M
2y7L%_9T gp(P0 with sore and pain in my back
0|"V.HL2X}?)SF}*ZO D0 I couldn't go too far from my flesh nor bring the true pieces of me
W&^U b}u A4i0 to the silent tides今天^6V g+MO;f#B_\u
I couldn't touch the shades of solidity
`~Cc7mV;J0 while my door was cracking --
? tq6oH0e/am0 the boundary of myself was disappearing
Q `MN*[$@0 something completely foreign was reshaping
.x3N+GB PUM0 I felt the dim light of the rainy day came inside me
K,b%Jxc.B0 and shed on the cracked floor
9Y y'i!N0c,O(?Z0 when curtains were still tightly shut
8P^]}\N8D2@-~0nSl0 今天,l2]l/H[0{[ U
Gapping, sobbing, and yelling in pain
w/F[ hoaw0 I felt the dead man moving out of my body今天X/c1S EK$J]1O
and the grain of sand was free-flying今天#X3_bNUFFW-\2S
in the pouring rain
~D"@,e2B9w0 love or being loved was a state of quantum 今天 T4c iK;QRis
-- rats or cockroaches didn't matter --今天&S