i'm half awake when i heard
i couldn't decipher any words
i could only say no, my norm
why would i suffer too much
trying to be nice, this planet
sure hell for person like me
i drifted back to sleep, i know
to gather strength for tomorrow
against beast on green, no fangs
but dimples that glides to thin air
searching for a cup to rattle on
we never understood each other
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