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Oh how lovely it is! This thing is directly coming towards me. Draped in red linen, my vision is fuzzy. Still somewhat distant from my vision I have been waiting for it for three years. It's like this storm! That is taking me away. Far away to a land I could only dream of.  Oh, now my vision is clear. Why abruptly it has changed its color. Am I dreaming, or is it real? It's the truth, and it's coming to me wrapped in gold.  Now I'm ready to accept this feeling  And ready to escape from this prison  Because it's draped in golden.

  I think I'm in this tragedy alone This sweet little misery  He's like this pocketful of sunshine  And I'm like this storm on a rainy day His eyes smile like a child all the time Sometimes he reminds of my dad He makes me feel like a kid again, and  He's like this pill I take for my escape  He's like this drug I take to get high He obeys me like his mistress He likes my two small hearts  I miss his sweet tender voice I miss his cute cracked jokes  He's my favorite constellation  My favorite notification when I turn my phone on I hope he's writing things for me Day dreaming me or thinking  Are we be alright?

It's the hustle and bustle of roads. That makes me feel like things are moving. Moving for me, like these cars. Swaying like a turmoil. This continuous Uzumaki of things Perhaps I want to be like the eye of the cyclone. Calm and stable at one place. But this head still twitches. It's been so long, my mind has felt it. What am I feeling? Things that are familiar to me Now feels like a stranger to me.  Can you feel how I am feeling? Can I get others to understand things my way? Perhaps one day, I'll reach the end. Where I am content with myself and things go my way. Maybe one day, I'll be loyal to myself and have that perspective of myself. Maybe one day, this will all cease.

It's always the mountains for me  The thing I was searching for This gut-wrenching yet serene feeling The only thing that is higher than love Is this a high mountain? Tangled roads take you to  Your untangled destinations This cold, heavy breeze on my face The moment it touches my face I knew something like this would become my will to live I think I'm taking my drugs now Revitalizing my body  Trees are dancing to my rhythm Just the way I want It's a god timing  Suddenly, I'm not an atheist