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Pretty sky
In my eye
Will I die?
.........
[Pretty, pretty sky
In your eye
Will I die?
I turned back
To face the mountain
And, that pretty, pretty sky flew by
And, told me - my, oh my (the reason why)
Some things one can’t defy
What a pretty, pretty life ~
When your heart is in strife
Night falls over us all
Echoing the sun’s last kiss on the scythe
I will die.]
K. Lee Bon.; 19 April 2021; If I fall, when I fall - let it be from a mountain-top ... so I get to look down on you, and you can know where your place lies (the wheel of fortune will collect, and the lowest of the low - you got next).
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