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龜裂的意識散亂在平行的次元，是無病呻吟，或逆行的唾液迂迴，問你是誰？無從尋見當下著陸的平面，那就轉身擁抱那被遺忘的土地、風與海洋，以草原為枕、白雲為背，倚著樹根的蜿蜒，尋見我。 The cracked consciousness spread on the parallel Dimension. Without pain when it going groan. Or the way of the saliva is going retrograde. “Who are you?” I’m asking. At the time, I can't found the way when I'm falling. So I turned the round and hugged the land 、winds and the ocean those who was forgotten. I’m resting the head on the grass, laying on the cloud, leaning on the root. Just seeking myself.