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I see the world running fast, and I feel like, am I the only one who got stopped?

I see the waves rising and crashing down in the eternal sea, whenever I float in the pool of melancholy.

I dream of something large, but I wonder, if it can everlast.

Sometimes, I think if anything matters to me, the only thing I think of is fantasy.

I awe if I can walk on the path of this world again, but I have always wanted to make my own one, that is safe.

Easily I get amazed at the marvelous crafts of others, yet at times, I see some with hopeless stares.

Though I don't want...