floating over the clouds of hopes .. among the atmosphere that holds our fate asking us to surrender ..
facing the sun beams and lightning strikes escaping the day of our murder ..
we had to change cause our lives shall not get any salter ..
No, we never meant to loiter ..
we ought to rise up and much much further ..
and when the night come and the sun leave ..
stars start to hum mischievous disbelieves ..
a place where we can shine nonchalantly and no one can get under our sleeves ..
and when moon ask us exotically what were your most luxurious achieves ? ..
we'll say we are no longer naive ..
we don't drawn ourselves in water and grieve ..
we abandoned the land of peeve ..
we have a dream to weave ..
we are the midnight Eve ..
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