My friend asks me: Why are you sad? I respond: How beautiful are the colors of sadness My friend asks me: Do you love the color of death? I respond: Death may revive the human My friend says: You are strange I respond: Being a stranger in my country is an address She says to me: You are mad I say: ...
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