• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 08
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Skies Love Lines

Sit by lines
Look at the skies
None of the stars belong to nations
None to people
Innocent notion
Richly naive
People turn into a star
After breathing stops

How beautiful it would be
For stars to look at the world
And see nothing
But colourful lines
Most blood red
Covering the earth
All around
Giving skies
More new stars