"I feel right" it's never
"I feel wrong" it's never
finding a big house in the middle of forest
walk alone as newcomer
but looks like an illegal immigrant
close my eyes in the morning then open and realize
I see a better day, better day, and better day
wind blows my mind when sun shines so brightly
the pseudo reality that run smoothly in unconditional imagination
try to understand what I think with remaining energy
be freshman in middle crowded war
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