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Silent

Darkness beneath the moonlight
Stars were twirling above the night
I was there, the sunflower as I am
You were there, the stars above me
Trying to reach you as I may
But you were silent and distant
I can't touch you from where I am
Do I have to break my roots, just to be the same like you?
My life was silent and peaceful
But, when I was showered by the falling you..
I no longer stand peace.
I tried to reached you once more, but my roots can't stand it
I just fell of the hill.
I won't be like you.
No matter how much I chase you.

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