Pretension will lead to failure.
and when birds stop chirping,
Then you can loose our faith.
But I will prefer keeping mine.
Here we go in alien world,
where there is no one alone
and no one with anyone.
And your love is keeping me alive.
Burning carbon is scale of success,
Loud noises on street is a plus.
This simmering sun beyond dark clouds,
Cannot dry my passion with proud.
Looking for unheard solution,
Eon will not last beyond the last.
Impressions will lie in grave,
smiling, I will be found in one.
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