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文／何强
“脚下的那片泥土，每抓起一把，都一定会攥出血来。”
-- 诗人芒克
这个世界最近有点轴，屌丝找不到一间安静的茶楼，土埙根本就来不及寻找休止符
刚把呼吸调整到平稳的状态，目光却被丰乳肥臀掠走，二泉映出的是摇滚的颤抖
季节把最后的余温流走，临产前的麦子找不到依偎的老树，每一轮阵痛都是真正的结束
Love is the soil
For the fate of grain
— miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
This world is a bit recently axis, prick silk can not find a quiet teahouse, soil two-string fiddle was too late to find rest
Just to adjust the breath to the steady state, the look was a buxom dismantling, two springs shiver is reflected in the rock
Season of the last remaining that outflow, wheat can't find snuggled up in front of the old tree in labor, the end of each round of pain is real
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