The real world is cruel world,
Where we can see the reign of gold,
It operate on our mind,
And we have no escape to find.
But when the second part of you is near,
You're walking in the yellow park,
Your mind became so bright and clear,
And world don't look so dark.
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beautiful and great exprions and feelings laila lili