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个人日记

                                                                                       不知何时。
                                                                    轻轻的，你落在了我的掌心。
                                                                    就那么一小粒。
                                                                    于是。
                                                                    手心成了孕育你的土壤。
                                                                    小心呵护。
                                                                    血液的滋润堪比雨露，你欢喜的生长。
                                                                    嫩芽发出的那一刻，猛然发现，你是一枚罂粟花。
                                                                    瞬间，天空撕裂了缝隙，四周一片昏暗，世界没有了阳光。
                                                                    于是，心变成了手术刀，切碎了血脉，切碎了嫩芽。
                                                                    悄无声息、了无痕迹
 
 

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