Reality is a paper
That is going to be torn.
It is easy to hear
As tearing the paper.
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Life is the silt
Found on the shore of the sea.
Life is mixed up
With a lot of sands and stones.
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The darkness was flowing
From the sky to the world.
It's reflection reached the threshold
Of every living hearts
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The love and concern
Of parents are waste
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A girl runs and plays with her friends.
Happiness was flowing through her,
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With the sparkle experience
Of the warm abdomen,
I was napping in the gentle, silky womb.
All forced me to turn
...
By creating brutish atmosphere
Blood thirsty villains
Even if, the blood dripped
To the ground,
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She lost,
Her babe departed from her.
The quick division
Wounded her,
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