Even the guiding clouds took off to somewhere,
As the falling stars... are floating.
Where should I go as incomplete as I am?
It's as if I'd be searching for lost fragments,
Until I can find you.
The sepia coloured theatre has still to raise its curtains
And a clown gives flowers;
The bell ringed right now.
Does the song that goes around the stars reach your former self?
Come on, let's start the story that continued from Adam and Eve...
Credit: farfromjupiter
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