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     Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings a tune without words
And never stops at all.
I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea
Yet, never, in extremity
It ask a crumb of me. 
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     顏色褪成了藍色 白雲昔日的顏色 在每個人的心底深處 都隱藏著悲傷  
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    回覆: 【網頁對戰】Gangsta War
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