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A little tired...
A dream had a colour of the rainbow,
And it floated in the sky.
The rain was pouring;
That dream was swaying.
When a dream was pure,
The sky was bright blue;
When that dream bacame reality,
The sky was thunder strom.
Racing, fighting and dying...
On the road of destiny;
Nothing will stop,
Till the end of days.
Time flies, things change...
I feel a little tired...
Things change slowly every days, then suddenly you'll just feel it, so real, likes it has become an object in you hands.
It's a little sad. Don't you think so?
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