Song of Albatross, of freedom, of aspiration, of prayer, of a fledging bird that is wandering, hovering and waiting..."that made the bleeze to blow"
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又要搬家了，这一回要搬到太平洋对岸去，不得不轻装简行。三年来攒下的唯一家底儿就是书籍一堆，先把笃定不会保留的一部分插上草标挂在这里。
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