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thơ Nguyễn Thanh Thủyngười dịch Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm night residing in the raincraving for a warm bosom, a pillowmissing those hungry eyesthirsty for the scent of flesh the cool breeze, sudden chillgoose bumps, the tinglingupon finger tips, notesone after the other, soft music Đêm nằm giữa cơn mưa Thèm gối lên ngực ấmNhớ mắt…
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