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Birth till the now, shame, wasted hours and happy tours.
So enjoyed our eyes and feasted our flesh.
The food digested dispersed into suffering seas that popped a million vessels in several words.
The food digested dispersed into suffering seas that popped a million vessels in several words.
Gliding beneath the neon and lovers stand gasping for more, the eyes of true memory record the latter days of mothers and fathers. So enjoyed our eyes and feasted our bellies. The warmth squeezed through our testines with growls from a distant flute.
Birth will now remember as another comes to being, and another will not know the suffering of the sea that molded the desire to pronounce the truth and the lies.
Birth till the now, shame and calm, sparkling cider...
- Long Duck Dong
nguoi tu phuong nao? nguoi nghi den ai? nguoi co nghe tieng gio danh bai lua nhi? nguoi cho biet theo phuong nao, tin ai kia?......ai kia di xa khuat tim vui tim cam......bien man, troi mu, tieng noi mom mieng.... giong nhau khac nhau phan biet cung kho...nguoi tu phuong nao? nguoi nghi den ai? anh hai chi ca? noi di noi cho minh nho den ong ba to tien di mau...
- Bich Lien
Water, fire, air, ground, calm, enlightened understood.
- Siddharta
Chieu nay vang bong em roi
Con dau tim thay bong nguoi toi yeu
Chi con tim thay trong mo
Ma khi thuc tinh khong con thay em
Long anh bong nho buon buon
Con dau hinh bong ma nguoi anh yeu
Mat roi moi thay tiec thuong
Lam sao tim lai nhung ngay da qua
sang tac Minh-Phuong
10:43 AM - April 23, 2007
