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发表于 2017-3-24 15:18:18
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Be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart’s blood.
All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy, though he is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty. Flame-coloured are his wings, and coloured like flame is his body. His lips are sweet as homey, and his breath is like frankincense. |
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