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In the fields of beauty, beside the springs of life, I was shut up in the cage of men's laws for poets; in the cradle of virtue, in the hands of love, I died in obscurity. For the fruits of virtue and love are denied me. All that I aspire to, according to worldly opinion, is shameful; all that I pursue, according to the prejudices of men, is contemptible. I am the heart of man, I am enfeebled by being imprisoned in the darkness of worldly stereotypes, I am dying in the chains of fantasy, I have been left to die in silence in the corners of the labyrinth of civilization. And the people were silent and ignored, and just stood there smiling. I heard the words and saw that they came from the broken heart, with drops of blood. After that, I didn't see anything or hear anything. www、xiaoshuotxt.com The beauty of tears and laughter Small. Say 。 T/X/t days. Don Beauty Beauty is the religion of the wise. 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