People feel stressful, they can't smell peace out, upon my head is the strange cloud.
Everyday is the same, again but different.
Observe the rays and count each one before doing it.
Separated, split on both sides I tried to get higher and make efforts to grow until the end will meet me.
Everything is black or white added with shades and lights.
At night I'm overwhelmed knowing that the sky still blueing while the roof over my head keep me blackish.
Record a last sunbeam before becoming rich.
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