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Much before the door closed
Can be seen regularly when walking on the road
Though dark, see the mass of trash
But did not hear any noise ever
On the side of the sky touch wall
My constant movement
Though shadow yet trademark cynicism
I can go away even closed eyes
Closed eyes within the dark
Yet unbelievable, but brings a dream
A dream within the dark,
See a diamond crystal
Where only light and light dispersion
From each dimension
Suddenly, in dream
I am in front of the closed door,
See a footprint,
Known voice with tune,
Can hear the illusive song
Now neither there exists any tall wall
Nor any closed door in the mind
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