</>Give up my compassion,
To break away from the children
who are of no need for confession
i need more compassion.
Make a bunch of fibres
and use it as a surprise of flowers.
i know nothing about gossip,
but it keeps reflecting and reflecting inside
reach the final destination.
-my ears.
it takes thousands of light years to live
long long way to go
it takes zillions of repetitions to reach
you 're just so far.
Now another man 's walking close,
i give him a love vote.
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