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Father's Memorial day
The world has indeed been forgetting me
Forgetting me cruelly
As waste that neither grow nor breathe
It is a fermentation of anger and despair
As Despairing as it struggles with anger
At the unknowns in dark
Gleefully silence compares with the sunshine
The sunshine does have evils
Telling that today I cannot forget about
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Xuefeng Pan
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