I stand on the edge of time
Passing through a narrow line
I tiptoed the past and present
And I see a kaleidoscope world
Sometimes it’s warm, sometimes it’s cold
My soul is inevitably persistent

My voice is  not loud to be heard
Wish I could soar like a bird
Air would wrap me ‘round the atmosphere
I’ll walk forward, so I could run, then fly
I will stand on my own and will never cry
I’ll face the  future without any fear

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