tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969734734095259043.comments2009-04-09T05:17:40.302+08:00ginocomot.blogspot.comginocomothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04998560400770509051noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969734734095259043.post-41436278138174047912009-04-09T05:17:00.000+08:002009-04-09T05:17:00.000+08:00children,when they are playingdonot think of their...children,<BR/>when they are playing<BR/>donot think of their <BR/>worried mothers<BR/>and casements of tales.<BR/>forgetting the chronology of time <BR/>they cling<BR/>to the phantoms of acrobatics<BR/>as they are not children<BR/>and never return to life.<BR/>and when they are summoned<BR/>to themselves<BR/>they are not children any more.<BR/>after a prolonged game<BR/>life shuffles them<BR/>as if they are doomed<BR/>jacks and aces,<BR/>stamped with boredom.tradeinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10953301107445417483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969734734095259043.post-32114242027791539342009-04-02T17:42:00.000+08:002009-04-02T17:42:00.000+08:00COOLCOOLtradeinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10953301107445417483noreply@blogger.com