I would like to, before I die,
Fetch a cup of sunshine
And carefully whisper in its ears
“Don’t be saddened.”
The road changes
Clouds might be at high chances
But stars are looking back, smiling
To paint your path.
You might feel lost—
Your journey;
A cake of pointless decisions
Iced by confusion

But can’t you see?
The tough road is not a place of
Milk and honey because
It’s celestial.
Only those with the spirit of gods
Can settle there. Cheers~

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