IamOwl
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I have a snow crying tar
I have a friend made of tar
We were different burst of star
Yet we laugh in the dark so far...
Edit 2020: Black lives matter. Last 2015, I wrote this poem for my friends who had been exposed to nonstop bullying and unfair treatment. They had been notoriously put and subjected to hate and prejudice. It's so sad to see that people are judged based on their skin colour and physical appearance. I breaks my heart to witness that in times of a pandemic, people choose to kill and point fingers on each other. Racism is everywhere. And that sickness has no vaccine. It's a virus that's long been existed because of "superiority" mentality and belief in social system. It's sad. It's disgusting. It's obnoxious. It's revolting.