Let the three elders that know the secrets to the three pence
Hearken to my words
Let them dash from three thousand miles
And answer to my questions of life
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Fly
To the distance land
Where you feel no pain
But you are haunt by the deeds of your hands
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Dear Life,
You are the greatest gift every living possess
I try to live you to the fullest everyday
But I always left something behind today
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I am hustle
The calling of the bus conductor shouting from dawn to dusk
I am hustle
The B.Sc. holder working in a kiosk
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The first thing I set my eyes on
After the great journey of beyond
Then I see the setting sun
Wish I should die young
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It may be today
It may be tomorrow
It may be during the day
I will never know
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The thought of you make me shiver
Your sound makes run a thousand miles
Yet you are my best friend
A friend I can’t comprehend
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