POEM
Here I am in the middle of the night,
crying alone while looking up the beautiful star lights.
Oh, I wish I am up there with them,
sharing the beautiful melody of heaven.
What makes it heavy inside that keeps me down?
Why is it so sad to stay inside a room that they call home?
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crying alone while looking up the beautiful star lights.
Oh, I wish I am up there with them,
sharing the beautiful melody of heaven.
What makes it heavy inside that keeps me down?
Why is it so sad to stay inside a room that they call home?
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