Letter toScorpioThe poem

You said you under the rock is cold

The fire is the hot magma

The night I saw

Deep eyes

You said in your backpack

Hiding a big in the city of dreams

In the silent thought the steps

But a sly cat

Even in the dark night

Never carefully with gloom

But there is still have a kind of existence

As a black hole

Originally had no light

The most profound castle in the world

Complicated deadpan

But if inadvertently push aside vines and thorns

Generally want to see one layer

One thousand of the one thousand most pure rhyme

So he has been

You are the most calculating the Lord

In time and space be remembered, and forget

Stick to the original at first

Like amber faith

When the answer was inadvertently uncovered

Lord becomes the most transparent lines

Countless sealed the secret

Original disc hernia so wide

Once the decision to start walking

Please make sure boots durable enough (The zodiac /astro/)

if

Did not

Please make sure

Must have detailed loading

Did not seen at all

What mystery