I can see through my
daydreaming,
the world, it’s both
sides!
I know, this will
bring me nothing but may I,
put it into the words,
which may you be afraid to.
The pure land but
having scars, what fate it would cause
Showing its wicked
side, not considering the moral rights
What the world is up to,
neither can I imagine nor even perceive
It seems like distortion,
one side love, one side hatred
People dies, some
live still dies.
I’m passing through this
vision so fast
That people neither
ignoring nor questioning my pace
As if no one cares, what they can achieve, right or wrong
Just a race, not a
simple race, but dreadful.
A bitter reality!
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