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The Chronicle Order

(2010-08-09 17:23:23) 下一个
A pin drops on the map
Telling me it is where you've traveled
But it loses the trace of time
It's a chronicle disorder

When the pins form a circle
When the begining becomes the end
so does the end become the begining
Circling we start, forever

Where is the blue sky and the blue sea
The white beach, with the white horse and your smile
with your white shorts and the long, flowing hair
in the wind
where you walk toward the sunset
away from me, to the river
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