we stand
on the same soil
that generates conclusions
above all causes
we think
in the same sphere
that compensates pollutions
beyond all thoughts
we cry we die
we hope we regret
run first steps
hurt third life
among the crowd
breathe fear
breed light
3 comments:
Nice Day for Malasian people!!!
Weh, it's hard to understand what you wrote. Blur :P
that's the whole purpose of writing a poem, isn't that? hahaha :D
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