Youth

November 30, 2019

I look down from a high place

Countless lights and countless buildings

Countless people came together in harmony

The world I watched nearby was just so stone-hearted\

But the world I watched afar is

Dissapointingly beautiful

Perhaps my youth watched nearby is as stone-hearted

And beautiful from afar.

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