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"And We Die Only For Once"
Oh, morning, Beautiful Morning.
You are like my childhood.
I was happy, energetic and calm.
Like the birds chirping when the day starts.
I could hear the music of my breath and enjoy the silence when my flight took off.
The breeze blow and heat is low.
I was as calm as you in my childhood.
Oh morning ,I was like you.
And time went on,I turned 21.
Like you turned into afternoon.
Temperature rise and the birds stop chirping.
I stopped to dance on the music of my breath.
I started to race for money and lust.
Like your reddish face, was my innocence.
We both lost it somewhere as time goes on.
Act matured,Eat gently, lots of responsibilities.
No mother's love when a stone hit me.
No father's hug when I came back from work.
All of this I lost as I turned forty.
Sunset is near,I can hear the sound of love as all the birds turn back.
Reddish face of you reappear.
As I saw my daughter,she came back to home.
Oh evening! You are happy and happening again.
I do not want to lose her like I lost my wife, it pains.
After some time it will be dark.
I know my end is certain so I am losing my heart.
Oh morning! Here you differ from me.
You rise again and again for centuries.
Alas! I remember my mother
She said, " Oh my brave son,we die only for once."