Yaxue Cao, July 28, 2021 There is no sun, moon and stars but dazzling lights that blind me day and night, With two armed soldiers guarding me, six shifts a day, through long and tormentous hours. Fate is fickle, I am but a living corpse, eyes wide open, forbidden to speak. In unbearable suffering I hold on to faith, as I silently miss Dawu City. Su [...]
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