To an Alien
Raise your eyes
Search for the shyest star
And we shall kiss
Just by gazing
Cup
You empty my cup
By filling
Hers
My Eyes
Though my eyes can hold infinity
They cannot hold your tears
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3 poems by Xueyan
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