the stone

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    the stone
    Ocean is so wide, the night is so deep
    Turn your back and look away
    My heart already turns ice
    Desolated in coldness, glooming forever
    You asked me…….
    Does stone have love?
    You ask me……..
    Does stone have soul?
    My soul already turns stone
    My love stays brainless
    You and I, heaven dream is broken
    On the last path, I found loneliness
    My heart turns a soulless stone
    Hundred, thousand years… glooming forever.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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