You are here
But never near
As sun goes around the crescent
Lovely
But lonely.
I am here
Within the fear of many challenges
Trying upon the path of surviving own soul
Lungs might be known the taste of a reviving faith.
We are here
Take all the pot of luck
Under the shining glimpse of a shooting star
We might try to live our life
Equally.
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