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"Black Eyes"

author:Nanyang snow grass
"Black Eyes"

Black roses bloom in the night sky

Sometimes the spring water ripples

Sometimes the joke is mysterious

It is a reflection of the naïve mind

It is an outpouring of goodness and sincerity

It shoots out evil rays of evil

It flashed with cunning pretense

True is false

Falsehood contains truth

From ancient times to the present

It's never been elusive

It is a hidden mystery

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