The world is loud and never quiet
Just as I came into the world with a loud cry
Someone closes their eyes and takes their last breath
Its machine has endless fumes
Even when I am exhausted
The gears keep spinning
Forcing me to keep moving
Even now, as I reflect on my past
Scrolling through pictures
The movie continues to play with me in it
My world is just a dot on the Earth
A priceless dot seen through my eyes
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Author:
zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Looking from the outside and far away the distance both helps and hurts the vision. Well done
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