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The lion who spits out dreams
Barking quietly in the desert at night.
What spilled through the gap of the fangs was
Not anger,
A piece of prayer that didn't reach anyone.
The mane wet in the moonlight
Swaying like an old crown,
The neon of the city that can't sleep
It was reflected in the eyes in the distance.
"What is strength?"
While chewing such a question,
The lion dreams again today.
The golden breath rises to the sky,
Wishes that could not become stars
It was quietly illuminated.
In the past, people got fire. Eventually, I learned about iron and flew in the sky, Finally, I looked up at the stars. But-- In a world that has become convenient, People's hearts are a little lost. The earth is hot, The conflict is not over yet, In the lights of the city Some people live quietly alone. I was able to become stronger. However, being kind is Maybe it's still on the way. What is being questioned by mankind now is, It's not how far you can go. What kind of world will be left? challenge. As for the creator usage fee, one year after delivery.