Fantasy Poem by Chan Mongol
Fantasy
FANTASY
Unborn is born to become famous;
But they become more evil as hyenas.
Popping up faster to make troubles;
I call them new bandits, little rascals!
New elements want more and more;
Ignoring to know what happened before.
They want to float in the fantasy world without any root;
For them, it's unwise to think of past, past wasn't good!
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