
flying strings
in theory a life puzzle of wisdom
anchored in stones

flying strings
in theory a life puzzle of wisdom
anchored in stones

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
once there was
so many destinies to explore
at last place found



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