In the darkness of these nights,
Something is unseen.
You can see it worth,
These fireflies give their light.
...
A thief take away my childhood.
He suck my childhood from me,
Slowly, slowly, quietly, quietly.
Every day when I was playing.
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A spectral light had came.
Falling on my bed, it touches my holiness.
When gruffly the holy words came from me.
Treading on me, trying to abstract me.
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If there’s road to heaven,
With no spikes in front or back,
Where no one is alone or sad,
And no fussiness or detest left,
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Hatred that ignited years ago,
Now turned to fire.
Till now I was dreaming
Waked up with rampageous tenacity.
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