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Feel the tickle of this memory 
It sprayed a buff of laugh
Feel the scratch of this history
Expanding the bruise that I’ve been bought

Holding on your memento
Remembering all the things I shouldn’t do
This memory
This history

Pull a rope of time, I wished
Reverse the past to be present
Working on my to do list
If my wish was granted

“I’ll be anything, I’ll do anything”

If I could fall as fall as a stars
Making someone wish for a hope
When he’s staring at a field of dope

If I could rise as rise as a moon
When a guilty feeling are darker than my shadow
The light would shine it straight as an arrow

And if I could late as late as a night
Giving people a sign that this blindness sight wouldn’t be endless, they’ll see a morning light

“The reality are coming! I was just dreaming!”

Oh, I keep walking on this regretful road
Thinking about that made my mind overload
When my mind has activated their self defense
Jumping to a fire, it make a sense

Am I still in a climax?
Far away from my distance

I could see the past.
I could see myself laughing inside a decisions.
The sunlight was warm, the rain was falling humbly.

Escaping from the beautiful days, 
beautiful months, 
beautiful years.

How could I be sure of it?
I need to know that there was still a momentous chance obviously somewhere. 

Would these stories keep warming and warming continuously?

Would it be a happy ending?

Would I feel those happiness in the end?

Happiness of a caterpillar when it turn into a butterfly.

Our thousand night
Without an anger without a fight
Never speak just to keep our right
is speaking is our right?

the fear of the rulers are surrounding us