Are you still hearing...
to my words listening..
Each of these lines reading..
And to my pieces collecting?
Watch those butterflies..
without invitation, gathered from nowhere
for the candle has lit even in the immense darkness
Blow it out and they disappear
without offering an apology
Imagine a drunker telling..
Take the advice from a man
trusted the world of misfortunes
it trampled him in his grave
Knowing from the beginning
it is the strangest of creation..
Feel the pain of a falling tear..
from the cheek of someone old and weak
Immersed in the precious memories
in hope to get the happy moments back
Give those who kept searching
for a content answer
the countless evidences out there
Why are they burdened?
There is only one soul
except those with two merged in one capsule
Search for a remedy
in spite of the strength given, the feet can't stand
Everything is returned, yet nothing remained
Help me trace that dot
hampering the line from progress
Draw a bridge
connecting my world to yours
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