Marbles
　　This is the glory of Greece,
　　This is the glory of Rome
　　I
　　Dust on the surface.
　　The wind one day
　　It will be blown away.
　　Check it out:
　　I lie down, not
　　Touched the hand of any human
　　Waiting for my master.
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　　Self-portrait
　　I have a pre-planned house
　　Walls painted a face.
　　It is a tired, sick,
　　Lonely people in the face.
　　A moment it from the gray brick wall
　　Outward visits
　　Milky light.
　　It is my own face,
　　But you never met with it,
　　I painted it on its surface.
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　　Children playing
　　Laughter in the sun
　　I sat staring
　　Sunburnt face and bare feet.
　　My brain is full of freezing rain to bear
　　The shadow of the night;
　　My hands heavy and cold.
　　In a strange land where
　　There was a person.
　　A handful of sand.
　　Everything is telling.
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