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It was a celebration.
You were ready to start
self-questioning.

In this immoral
world, why someone died
laughing?

This is not true.
Nobody wants to be honored
after the death of unknown.

You become a child,
after the murder of sepia night
for the sake of moon.

It was like a
trail of the trembling comet,
when the god cried.