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Braised body It's a pleasing bone. Painful joint Bodies lying in gravity I feel weak Look before the footsteps I have grasped hope. Just let go. Grasp with both hands Hold in the chest It will not disappear Mind in mind And hope People who can not have Be a force Grasp the end of the connecting enamel Let's guide everyone To be a smile If it comes to helping people I have pain in my body I will run That little happiness To someone ... I want to live to tell ... The poet ~ this person ...