I was straying in the same place,

It’s called Paris,

Someone says it’s left bank,

no strings attached with money,

Sontag was also here,

a bridge behind her.

— a poem dedicate to Susan Sontag

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Posted by Zöe 雪里红

Native of North (China), Interpreter, Translator, #italki Teacher, Avid Reader, Sontag maniac, Crowdfunding Publishing enthusiastic (currently research on), I write

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