When the sun sets,
When the sky wears an orange shroud
When the tired leaves wave to lazy evening breeze
When the sparrows peck on the cobbled platform I walk
As I walk on the fragile life of mine,
Thinking whether the next step will be a pit or a plain or a step
Thinking whether I will fall into in steep valley or climb to moon
On the second thought, I want to stop thinking of something so unknown, so volatile
I want to stop thinking of my future, my life.
So, I take a deep breath and make another step...........................
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