(Modern # Poetry #) # Modern Poetry #
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In the same world, where are you still bohemian?
Do you have the right to choose the same life?
The same mind, you torture yourself helplessly.
Under the same blue sky, you are still fascinated by the distant stars.
However, you are not you.
A boat is still called a boat, but you call it a cruise ship.
Walking or walking, but walking on the stage is called a model show.
You play in the bathtub and laugh.
You also smile in the mud.
You kicked away the slight pain.
Still carrying thousands of cheers on one foot.
Is your childhood so unforgettable?
But some people don't want to miss the past.
In the city, you wander around like a fly.
In the countryside, you seem to wander in the fields like running water.
When you get to the side of the road, you pack your bags and leave in a hurry.
The same world
Different life
You are hysterical and in a trance.
You are gnashing your teeth and sighing
Suddenly, the same earth
Divided and ravaged
(be forced to) leave one's home
You blink and look at it for ten thousand years.
Half of them are still glamorous.
The other half is laid back.
a chaotic state