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by huangjuan

Sitting silent

And hear next door's parrot singing

Today a load on my mind are diverse and confused

Today just put everything down

Wind blow me by soft

by tired sling chair

I want to sing but keep silent

I feel fear full my heart
when I think of a condition

as death's quiet

The forest have all cut

Whole birds have gone

Who can lead me

Through the deathly stillness of dream?

(who can tell me when i get my pay?

i came here a month more
it's say my poem is too short,i seem i have to tell something.i'm so sorry)

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