诗人的心
                                             都有一个情结
                                             这个情结
                                             一直掩于岁月

                                             诗人的心
                                             有一些狂野
                                             他们只要自由
                                             只要空灵的独我世界

                                             诗人的心
                                             柔软的时候如水
                                             刚强的时候如铁
                                             想要狂歌时
                                             心情如奔腾的野马
                                             奔跑在原野

                                             诗人
                                             只是灵魂的驾驭者
                                             他们若亲临意蕴的境界

                                             就会酣畅淋漓的腾跃

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