Going round the world,
I see you,
In every corner of it,
In each heart's beat.
...
Once I counted the stars,
Very dim to bright,
White, blue and reddish scars
On a dark black night.
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This World is still our Home.
Where terrorism hovers
And innocents get killed.
Where the survivors made to suffer,
...
And I came out from the dust,
Standing beside the road
Below a broken mast,
In a thoughtful mode.
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I am bored of studying
I won't study anymore
Who always tell me to study
Don't ever tell me anymore.
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