when I look at the stars
there are many happiness
some bird around the moon
they look so fun
there are different with me
I'm alone
no one care to me
they give an egoism only
I want to cry, angry !
but, "don't be give up!"
when I look at the little ants
they are so fortunately
always together whenever and wherever
there aren't same with me
I'm a person who haven't many kind friends
I have some friends who always show their poor behaviour
maybe, there're for me
everything which I don't like isn't good
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