Who you really are?
Why I couldn't see you clearly?
Even if you're so near?
So easy to reach that so dearly?
Still I haven't see you longer to stare.
Though deep down my heart,
I knew who you really are,
I am only scared to fear,
If I finally learn who you are,
So I let you be in my dreams that part.
When I'm in my real world...
You were there at my dreams...
Trying those two be collide...
Be memories that last till it gleams...
Making each other be mold.
There would be lots of questions.
Lots of mind tricks to unfold.
That so stiff that needs a guide.
Be careful that needs to be hold.
And choose where to land in right options.
...JR...
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