Fireworks Poem by East Sea Fairy Xing Yi

Fireworks



My silence

is like cotton.

When you needle with the tip of a needle

I become numb,

sensing no pain

like the alcohol full of moon light.

Maybe

you need to take a fire hither.

Let me show you an inverted cluster of flames of the spirit.

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BY NALAN Rongruo Tr. East Sea Fairy
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