How do I speak

Everything was drowned in black water

You've made me accustomed to the rain of bullets

But the heart was shattered into black porcelain that could no longer be glued.

My faith is a mound

God died in it

And my wandering passion

Flowers are crumpled and thrown into a manure pit

Same as my hot veins

It is always injected with fishy sewage.

Look at the sun on the horizon and the mountains

Shijie Taiping

It's so unfair

I don't want to be a leper dog anymore

Give me a chance to repent on my knees in tears

Oh, God

If you die, you die

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