A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear— 摘自 Dejection:An Ode, Samuel Taylor Coleridge 沒有劇痛的哀傷， 是空虛幽暗而沈悶的， 這種窒息、 ...
I’m so eager to see you again but i wouldn’t ask to see you not because i’m proud in fact, in front of you i cede all my pride yet only if you asked to see me our meeting would be meaningful to me 我渴望能見你一面， 但請你記得，我不會開口要求要見你。 這不是因為驕傲，你知道我在你面前毫無驕傲可言 ...
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