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所以在死了的街上
把油门猛踩到底
把热昏的头伸入车外的台风半径


当一朵鲜红的花绽开心头
灿然
如暗角里骤亮起的警灯





NIGHT CRUISE
suddenly recalls
hometown's typhoon season
the bold delight in greeting the gale
so he steps on his gas pedal
and sticks his hot head out
of the car
into the radius of the typhoon
in the dead street
a red flower blooms brilliantly in his heart
as the police light flares up
from a dark corner

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