by Cold Kira   Jan 5, 2013

Be still awake
even till that break
halt that seek to find it
whenever there's a slit

I know and you know
pick a little snow
that i should know
where to got it draw.

Black and white
of a light
till that bright
i can tell
what is right.

awake to a little thing,
problems are seek
to solve it just to think
even we infuriate things

problems are easy to solve
if there's a question
we can talk to solve it
even we are shy to know it.


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