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Ellen 6 1 Poe: Sonnets – Stillness (poetry).

There is something qualitative—something distangible, something that has a double life, and that's how it was created.

A kind of twin entity, the entity from matter.

and the light wells up, proving in the real and the imaginary.

There is a double stillness – the sea and the shore –

Spirit and flesh. Alone in a remote corner.

Freshly covered with grass; Certain solemn prayers, certain tearful legends and human remembrances.

So that he is not afraid: He is called "never to return."

He is the disembodied Tranquility: don't be surprised!

He does not have the power to hurt people in his own right;

But if fate (bad fate!) ）

Let you run into his shadow (elf), where the nameless elf stays inaccessible).

Then entrust yourself to God!

Fenix - melancholy fairy tale.

There's always going to be that little shadow in everyone's heart.

Last night I had a dream about her.

Pale and smiling Giving up is the first lesson of being strong.

Congratulations on learning how to grow up.

I was once injured and even smiled.

I curled up and shivered, licking my wounds until dawn.

I have tears in my eyes, how can I not see the sky.

I happened to rent it, thinking that the beginning of the catastrophe would never recover, but I wanted to be reborn.

Throw away the past and forget about childishness completely.

I won't be laughed at by you for being ignorant.

I was willing to lose myself for you.

I was willing to lose everything for you.

You say, you say, you say, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.

The angel loses its feathers and is left with a hideous one.

There are so many people around.

Your heart belongs to you alone, protect it.

Gracious Lord, do you know that I am guilty.

Don't let me grow old and tired before I grow up.

All I want is quiet.

Give me an afternoon without sunshine.

And the cat with the white fur before answering

You say, you say, you say, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.

I think everybody's going to have that little shadow in their heart.

Last night I had a dream about her.

Pale and smiling Giving up is the first lesson of being strong.

Congratulations on learning how to grow up.

I was once injured and even smiled.

I curled up and shivered, licking my wounds until dawn.

Fenix) Poor little girl, why are you crying.

Whether it's because it's always a person walking on a rough path.

Intermittent footprints Tear-soaked diary.

will become a living book.

Help you fight to break free from that cruel bondage and stop being so numb.

You still have the cabin of the soul after all.

The devil dances with you, and the elves tell you.

The crystal slipper sparkles with your mesmerizing dance moves.

Moonlight shines through the fog in this silvery world.

Everything becomes a beating note.

Time freezes for you, and the night is like red wine.

Makes you drunk and makes you forget all the pain.

Ah, you're not alone.

You say, you say, you say, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.

All people are guilty A young and lonely heart has been cold for a long time, and no one has ever comforted it.

But don't break it to pieces, because God Himself often can't tell right from wrong.

The world of freedom is also sweet with tears, self-abandonment, bitterness follows like a shadow.

Everybody needs courage, everybody needs encouragement, everybody needs to find themselves.

Tomorrow the first rays of sunlight can really wake you up.

I think you'll be glad that everything around you is calm again.

The sun hasn't quite risen yet, but after all, it's dawn.