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Mom is an alarm clock.
Wake me up every morning.
Mom's hand
Mom's hand
You can put white rice.
Turn into a delicious meal
Follow-up: it's too simple.
Q: Hello.
A: The stars keep their eyes open.
Shining on black velvet
You look down from above,
Look, I'm innocent, okay
The stars keep their eyes open,
Embedded in the quiet sky,
You're up there,
Call me kind
The stars keep their eyes open,
Eyelashes blink,
Why do you have so many colors?
Blue, red and purple?
Curious little eyes,
Stay awake all night,
Rose dawn
Why should I erase you?
Little eyes of the stars,
Sprinkle tears or dew.
You were shaking badly on the stage,
Is it because of the cold?
Little eyes of the stars,
I assure you:
You look at me,
I will always be innocent.
Follow-up: thank you, thank you, but this is not your original.
Follow-up: and it's not a poem that a child like me can write.
Answer: It is original.
Follow-up: I can't write this.