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Lost stars on a sunny day,

Rough paths losing their way,

Some wordless, they can't see nor say,

Another problem we have to face.


It was so simple to me before

But now, I can't even see me anymore

Lost under the surface, hidden by the day,

Why must everything go so fast?

I wish the good would stay.

Why won't the past go away?


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