There was sunshine before the lightning
met me in the middle of my dream
ask me about destiny under his laughing
made me confused as I stare close to him
He definitely found a creepy hollow on my face
as he start to turn down the light and remain smile
uhh, even by that I still felt like trapped in an empty space
couldnt think, wouldnt be able to speak and even just breathe for awhile
He suddenly said out of the blue
asking me why I couldnt gave him an answer or just a clue
remembering that the human is the most perfect hand made of God
How this a little creature in front of him act like an idiot
Well
He finnaly found
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