Staring in the sky
In this deep blue eve,
Thinking once again
Of those past gone days.
Old patches still hurt my heart
Scared pain threatens my way
Oh am trapped in mysterious world.
Cages are brought nearer and nearer
And here I am
Still thinking and staring.
Waiting for the new page to be turn
Glory to be the fate of the front.
But oh my dear!
Haven't you seen the deers?
They try try and try till the end
Till the hunter hunts and burn,
But to lost the fear
They stood at the edge!
Now why to wait?
Why not to climb!
Let the stairs be raise high,
Your feet be stomp on every mile.
Chances ain't given,
Take it and hit it
Make it good if it can't be the best!

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