I stand on the street at night,
Holding slowly burning cigarette.
After all the tough time passed,
Only the sadness left on my eyes.
I wish the moon my wishes
In the chilly darkness of small island,
Hoping my wishes reach the moon.
Hoping the wind don’t scatter them away
Looking at the moon surrounded by cloud
Until it illuminates my future.
Brilliant
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