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Sep 2016
Keeping the equilibrium,
force of gravity befalls
upon human's borrowed life
when floating becomes overdone.

Counting ages
as time mercilessly pass by
whether humans live or die,
the world rotates and that
makes us irrelevant.

Fighting to live,
looking for meanings
despite humans praying
not all are redeemed.

Seeking for a star's guidance
to infinite beliefs,
humans take the risk of believing
in order to peacefully live.

Some things
Are not up to me,
That probably makes me, me.
A human being.
KTN PRL
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KTN PRL
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