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Jun 2015
in the bright light,
we still feel the darkness.


in the warmness of sun,
we still feel the coldness inside.


in the crowd,
we still feel lonely.


in the air with oxygen rich,
we still feel suffocated.


in the sea of people,
in which we can swim,
we still see ourselves drowning,
while all are breathing.



this emptiness of my heart,
inside my soul,
makes me inhumane,
and
insane.
Golden Girl
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Golden Girl  Mars Planet
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