我對著空椅子練習開場

那些沒說出口的話，像溺水的魚

在乾燥的空氣裡拚命搖晃

影子是唯一的觀眾

它比我更懂得適時的沉默

我們在牆腳交換祕密

將所有的喧囂都摺疊進寂寞裡

There was only a dim, yellow light on the stage.

I practiced my opening in front of an empty chair.

The unspoken words, like drowning fish,

swayed desperately in the dry air.

My shadow is the only audience

It understands the importance of silence better than I do

We exchange secrets at the foot of the wall

folding all the noise into solitude.

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