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Dec 2018
My eyes ran naked across the sky
It was bombarded with flashing bright colors
They were shining with passion
Souls seemingly igniting high up the clouds, greeting the stars from above
They are free falling, they are lost
Leaving traces of ashes and dust

Ashes that signifies the past that they left behind
Scattered dust that symbolizes our vague perception of our future
They befriend with our sweet night sky, like how we will greet our new year
The flashing lights, asking us to be exactly who we are,
Magnificent spark of human life
Just like that fireworks, we ought to appreciate whatever happened and whatever will happen.
Richard Frank
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Richard Frank  18/M/Submarine
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