| 辛苦命! 雖然沉迷睡覺，仍非常享受為了文學分析和畫畫而徹夜未眠 :) |
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IT'S HARD to guess what brought me here,
Away from where I've hardly ever been and now
Am never likely to go again.
Faces are lost, and places passed
At which I could have stopped
And stopping, been glad enough.
Some faces left a mark;
And I on them might have wrought
Some kind of charm or spell
To make their futures work,
But it's hard to guess
How one thing on another
Works an influence.
We pass-
And lit briefly by one another's light
Think the way we go is right.
One another's light - Brian Patten
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| why are fates always intertwined? |
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| if life were always what you want, that would not be life.
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| simply a performative.
"You don't believe a woman can enjoy being free and independent?"
"No, I’m not a lesbian. I’m just not comfortable being somebody’s “girlfriend.” I don’t want to be anybody’s anything, you know?"
"It sounds selfish, I know, but... I just like being on my own. Relationships are messy and feelings are always getting hurt. Who needs all that? We’re young."
"Love? You seriously believe in that stuff? (laughed)"
I was wrong.
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"I’ve been happily married for 30 years. She’s the light that guides me home. Yes it is from one of our cards. No someone else wrote it. Doesn’t make it less true."
You are right.
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