What We Need to Know
Space tails my gaze and
I feel the drag, can’t
help but feel it come
fast and soft with death
in wake. In this wide
plain of white I scarce
can dream our past with
cuts and bites, just brave
scars that boast in eyes.
But now have we lost
you or me?
The flames come,
the flames come.
What we will be I see no tree
I lock the chains you set them free
When winds and rain shall gust as one
how then shall we not come undone?
~tc©
煮豆燃豆萁，
豆在釜中泣。
本是同根生，
相煎何太急?
“七步诗”
曹植
《三国演义》
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