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Jul 2016
I'm standing in the rain
Under the lamp street
Shelter under the lights
A million lights,
Sky, stars, and the moon
I owe them
I envy them
They wake themselves to make the others sleep well
Without compromise and agreement
They're willing to burn themselves so that people can stay warm
They're not afraid of the dark
Even if they are alone in the dark rainy sky,
They keep struggling,
Not because their job, but also their hearts and soul.
They live for the nights
To make people feel the night with a warmth of their skin.

Dear,
Sky, moon, and the stars
Thank you for your lullaby.
To always keep me dream awake at night.

- dlx
dlx
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dlx  NYC
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