Standing here
all by my own
watching they come
feeling they go..
I saw them..
I feel them..
I wish..
one day, I become them
so happy with life
so glad with faith
I wish..
I can see him
I wish..
I can touch him
I wish..
I can talk to him
I wish..
he still alive
I wish..
I can feel him,
hugs his big body,
cry in his shoulder,
and hear his anger..
I wish..
he still alive..
to hear my story of life..
all by my own
watching they come
feeling they go..
I saw them..
I feel them..
I wish..
one day, I become them
so happy with life
so glad with faith
I wish..
I can see him
I wish..
I can touch him
I wish..
I can talk to him
I wish..
he still alive
I wish..
I can feel him,
hugs his big body,
cry in his shoulder,
and hear his anger..
I wish..
he still alive..
to hear my story of life..
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