By Gu Xie
3. Freedom
For hundreds of thousands of years
A sort of fruit life looks most forward to
For hundreds of thousands of years
A sort of fruit that fails to up grow
The fruit for hundreds of thousands of years
Entangled all day with war and peace
A sort of fruit, for hundreds of thousands of years
That has not for a short moment
Had any momentary peace
But for imagination to breed
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