Lonely White (Poetry)

Birds in the sky

Fish on the ground

Each has its own position.

Should have been isolated from mountains and seas

But because of the eye-catching eyes that day

From then on, above the sky

Lost a bird

In the ocean,

Added a touch of white.

Years later

I'm out of the shadows

Watch him play the piano and sing with others.

The air is full of sweet and greasy breath.

I am in a lonely ocean.

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