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Pen down the feelings or keep them in your heart
Hide all of it and make yourself apart
Feel the crisis of the motion in Grey
You’ll be happy if you’ll follow the right way

Hear the noises made by the larks
Or you can ignore them, but that sense will embark
Feel it or just let go of it again
Mend it today or bear the pain

Save your aimless life and have a clear goal
Try out every possibility or fall in every hole
Be the ancient past or be the unrealistic future
First work upon the aimless dreams, then upon its suture