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she died—this was the way she died;
and when her breath was done
took up her simple wardrobe
and started for the sun
她就这么走了。
吐出了一句安息
捎上破衣橱里 唯一的几件衣服
便朝着太阳飞去了
her little figure at the gate
the angels must have spied
since i could never find her
upon the mortal side
她佝偻的身子 仍伫立在门前
一定是被天使瞥见了
因为无论我怎样在街上张望
都找不见她的影子
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这世上每天都有人蒸发着。只是那些人脚下的土地，一时半会儿还没有反应过来：咦？刚刚还站在这儿的，这下子跑哪儿去了呢？
于是他们最后伫立着的样子，对那块土地来说，永远定格了。