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今天之后
Another Day
The kettle hums, the street wakes up, and somewhere a bird has no idea what went wrong with my life. The light comes through the window like it always does, touching the dirty glass, the empty cup, the clothes I left on the chair. It doesn't ask if
时间贫困
真正属于我们的时间，还有多少？
病假
请了几天假陪父亲住院，想了一些不相干的事情。你说不见面的两个人是不是生活在两个宇宙？