
with lip locker
in the scent of society
call for handy craft

with lip locker
in the scent of society
call for handy craft

lost dream
only to be found
up the sky

east and west
never will they meet
sets the rise

being assaulted
just put the mask on
keep the dream

being sad
I dig deeper to explore
winner takes all


while walking
together towards the light
once left behind


what if there is
a thought in every single hair
flowing so straight
… that feminism ….

broken branches
in many corners to sweap
new spring to come
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