Dear Kyller:
it was started..
at the beginning of this year...where was a bit late..
To be one inside the crowd..been in the place where i never step before..
as if it weren't never to be late......
right and custody...
dignity and prejudice...
blurring in my eyes... mix with farewell..
oh i did some mistakes again!
remaking my new life..
breathe without hates and despairs..
glance in the name of love/respect
hear a noiseful victory republic
sleep inside unsoundful world..
but the human just me...
belonged to the thorn memory
as if it weren't too late...
as if it..
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