雖然是英文詩作業
但那時候...一定是深切的思念著某人吧~
Loneliness
Loneliness is the sky when the sun sets.
It sounds like the silence before the telephone rings.
It smells like passing by one path of the fall maple woods.
It tastes flavorless-----
as if a sheep chews a piece of paper.
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