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双肩上的岁月在脚下沧桑蹒跚的诗行 早已烙入不堪回首的山谷雪峰还在云的怀里躺着扁担疼了 脚印也累了再也难勘太阳中规中矩的丈量盼望着 终于近了这越来越亮的驿房期待让喧嚣统统钻进了裘帐偌大的舞台唯有你抚弄管箫丝竹的交响流淌的音符摇曳着微波跳动我疲惫的烛光今夜有你做
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