— Madeousia —


        "The truth is a vast thing.
                           I see that now."
  
声线游戏般地荡漾,她抬起眼睛,以孩童分崩离析雪雕沙堡似的仔细态度,认真而愉快地回想着。

多么动人心弦曼妙绝伦不绝如缕的真相。

她矫黠地眨眼,观摩人性的万花筒;仰起头期待枯涸的喉咙,掷出黄昏以来最不乏味的排比句。她希冀着,等候着,想象着下一个时刻,在电子频率振聋发聩的间隙里泄露出的世界的一角。

她愉快地坚定神情,把肩膀挪下椅背,前倾的脊背慵懒得不愿挺直。


        "The truth is, God is eleven years old,
                                that she was born on New Year's Day ,2002, in Manhattan."

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