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Chapter 27 Extra Story 1: A Poem on Cheng Yang's Painting

One day, loathing all regular rules,

From [-] to [-], at [-]:[-] on ZHO's flight, and at twelve o'clock lunch with my lover.

Square, transparent hoods cut off my tentacles,

Soft and ugly it struggles on the ground,

Then die.

childish!It's childish!

This right is at stake.

Freedom, how free.

Are you in bondage to me?