a poem?
Once it gets rotten,
It’s too hard to turn it over.
I know you don’t want it on purpose.
Neither do I.
But hurting is a mutual thing.
Better to stop it when you sense it.
By the end of the day, it’s none of your business.
It’s none of my business.
btw，后来还是想了起来，那一则荒诞的小说，是John lrving的《寡居的一年》。在还没看过他的书之前，就很喜欢念他的姓氏，有一种咬牙切齿的爽快感。
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