there’s nothing to see

The night only moon

Meeting for coming soon

But no one knows

Every body at those homes

There’s dying, but no died

Breathing on the air, still prejudice

All make sociality for being changed

None implies it can be

Looking at the bottom

The draft in the sky at the point

hence, There’s nothing to see

No action on the ground

Everything’s lost

Begging the reality of imagination

Taking creativity, non sense

Thus, there’s nothing to see

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