踩著人類用孤獨想象出來的紅毯,
時間悄然離開了我們的世界,
與真理的末日玩笑同歸無情。
如果忘記了它的空白留言,
寒星不過是迷鳥在黑夜裡的無盡彷徨。
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Treading on the red carpet imagined by human's loneliness,
Time has quietly left our world equally ruthless with the doomsday joke of truth.
If you forget its blank message,
The cold stars are nothing but the endless wandering of lost birds in the dark night.