There are another places, people and lives.
What are they?
Why are they there?
Are they my something else?
Are they others..?
If I don’t have I,
If I am not there, those are just those.
So, who am I?
What I am going to face for?
Sometimes we should let everything go out like nature.
Then we will meet the nature in me.
It will bring us another sky.
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