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everytime i closed my eyes‚
i can see myself
standing Infront of a crowded stage
holding an electric guitar‚
singing out my lungs
enjoying the rhythm
while they’re singing with me‚ too‚
but everytime my mind
was visiting those dreams‚
i can clearly hear their screams
telling me that i would never be
in that place as i tried to pursue it
but then‚ suddenly came down
and left the stage‚
to face a hundred of papers
as i open my eyes again‚
tears have dried in my cheeks
while glancing at the guitar in my room
i can’t help but to smile bitterly‚
‘you’re too near‚ yet so far.’

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