Chapter 464: , a Corner of the City
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Dusk
A bird's wings
Crossing the shrub thicket
Singing in the wind
In a narrow alley
I, too, am like a bird
Raise my head
Sing freely
A tiny song
In the hazy starry sky
Drawing a streak of light
Then falling in the city's
a corner
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End of Chapter
