Life,
tell me
What am i supposed to do now?
Am i have to laugh or cry now?
Am i have to concern or just act nochalantly?
Life,
Where do you want to put me?
In the darkest cloud or in the brightest day?
May i walk without you?
May you let me fly freely?
As puppet with thread on both hands and legs
Ironically, i have no soul without you,
even it means being
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