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Cherryblossom
Last time, I'm riding the day,
Walking past by the streets,
Last time, i'm inhaling the air,
Just scrolling down the tweets,
And step on the crouching leaf,
Crackling my belief,
Like vibes of some thief,
When I put my phone down,
And there stood the cherryblossom,
In pink and yellow of it,
And there stood the fairy land,
Like the fellow of it,
When I was like the world,
it asked me to stand up,
it told me to give up on fake things,
That technology is destructing...
Since then that cherryblossom,
And it fell on my feet,
When I picked it up; it vanished,
it flew in the paradise,
And told me it's time to rise.




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