Maybe,
maybe, there will never be that day, the
future will be as gorgeous as the morning glow,
maybe, there will never be that day, the
success is as brilliant as lights,
maybe, it can only be like this,
but it
ca n’t reach the peak .
Rushing but unable to make waves.
Maybe, all we can give you is
a
heart-wrenched heart
and a face full of wind and frost.
Most of us probably live in this possibility, and I live in this possibility with certainty. Among. I often complain about my destiny, but I think about it slowly, maybe I'm already brilliant.
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