| 英文摘要 |
I need to learn how to navigate Read the stars, the wind, and the ocean swells Like she did. This drifting in a random sea of sites and sounds, Has been too lonely. I will pick up the pieces of my broken Gilbertese, Gather the remnants of my broken heart, And use them to chart my course. If I don’t find her Tao1 She’ll find me. |
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