Let me run away
From my own thought,
Let me run away, my dear.
I see no where drought.
Though here it is shadow
I am on the bank of a river,
Where I lighted the lamp.
Feel, life and death are partners.
Let me cross the moon and
Let me wander in the forest,
I declared myself the best
And I ran away, no street
Is there though anyway
I proposed and I know my only act.
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