i am not a kind of fool
who gonna sit and sang to you
about stars
but the last night is looked
the dark half of the blue
they gone backward
something must have pissed off
forcing, and i have been searching from the bottom to all top
for a precious sight
and my vision caught was your finger
appoint to the sky,in dimmed of the light
seeking for the help, like you in the trouble
and i spend all the night
and thought i see the light
but i was just stuck on the puzzle,oh no.
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