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A Fish In The Waterfall
A raining night,
I took off my public face, stepped into my private room
searching my vein for my personality and pride
I feel neither boiling nor frozen blood, only the electric current
A heavy weight at an empty soul, traded to sacrifice or survive
I went to the window
Wanting to see my mom, dad, and brother
Whom took over the colour of existence
I can't remember what's the smile of heart
I can't remember what's the restful night
But I am still seeing the sky, river, flowers and sands
Although everything is foggy, black and white…
I start to ...