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Re:羊年,一九七九年十月
'But some one digs upon my grave? My enemy? -- prodding sly?' -- 'Nay: when she heard you had passed the Gate That shuts on all flesh soon or late, She thought you no more worth her hate, And cares not where you lie.'
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