写过一个类似主题的，1969年，对我来说是特殊的一年，比较太平洋的东西两边
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Once on a dairy farm,
At a dreamy dusk,
Thousands of young Gypsies,
Worshipping Sun and Rainbows.
Oh, my poor Gypsies,
Showered by rocks,
Hard and soft,
Blue and purple,
Till they became colorful chalks.
Oh, my innocent Gypsies,
On stones, painting peace and love.
Once on a barren farm,
At a chilling dawn,
Thousands of young Crazies,
Worshipping Sun and Maonotone.
Oh, my poor Crazies,
Shoveling and trimming rocks,
Rectangle and square,
Black and grey,
Till they became uniform building blocks.
Oh, my innocent Crazies,
On water, constructing utopia and mirage.
Six in my eyes,
What’s in your eyes?
Nine in the past,
What’s in the present?
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Vang2216 - Very good! I really did enjoy it. Your have great word choice.
Clever piece.