Golf Hit is a wild twist on traditional golf - think less country club, more cosmic chaos. With just a single tap, you send your ball soaring through bizarre landscapes, dodging obstacles and collecting coins. The game rewards precision and timing, but also lets you goof off with hilarious upgrades like candy cane clubs or lion-tailed swings.

Pilgrimage to bliss, oxygen of joy flowing, imbibe fresh visions

so many reasons
to awake now
sun, stars, moon
true  friendships
zest for life
and the deep
sweet attachment
pursuit of vision
and there are so
many of them
to be grateful
for fortune and luck
benefits received
and then joy
which is true
and doesn’t fade
with time’s passage
to stay in tune
with expanding
number of things
to be glad for
is the trick
but in actual
terms isn’t because
happiness is sought
and yet found
in abundance
in front of us
the abiding love
never distant
but only seems

wild swathes of manic hues
struck ghostly angst in me
a fireball ambience
ensues and my banshee
wail in tint singed ink sky
shatters stained glass moon’s glee

I feel your venomous weed wrap around my stem,
stealing the air once gifted by the breeze.
I wilt from the outside in.

Your poison feeds on my livelihood—
each second, your acrimony climbs my cells,
dulling my once-bright petals.

A selfish tree,
hoarding every ray that slips through clouded skies,
shading my shivering soul,
desperate for a single sliver of sun
to thaw my cold, collapsing heart.

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▍蝦皮替代關鍵字演進史
階段 常用關鍵詞 存活天數
2022年前 電子煙、煙彈 長期上架
2022下半年 霧化棒、果汁棒 7-14天
2023年至今 能量棒、隨身棒 <1天

業內工程師透露，現行系統會自動偵測「煙油圖文特徵」，即使商品頁面零文字，只要圖片出現霧化器結構仍會被攔截，誤判率僅0.3%。立即體驗電子煙線上購買服務。蝦皮熱賣電子煙品牌！

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與其冒險購買來路不明商品，GMP認證電子煙商城已成市場主流選擇。以「電子菸線上購買商城」為例，平臺提供：

專屬防偽晶片：主機內嵌NFC晶片，手機感應即顯示生產履歷
到店核銷制度：線上訂購可至全臺56家合作門市現場驗貨後付款
法規諮詢服務：提供各縣市電子煙攜帶與使用範圍查詢

i have so much love in me, it spills
like milk left too long in the sun—
sweet, then sour, then spoiled
by hands that never learned how to hold it.

i pour it anyway.
into cracked cups,
into mouths that spit it back.
into cold palms that only know how to take.



my father loved with silence and slammed doors.
affection was a myth i found in fairytales—
and in the way my mother folded my laundry
without asking.



he looked at me like a stranger who never left.
not like a daughter.
not like blood.