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(Delayed) Day 328 in 2017

The colors of compassion,

Are infinite.

No border can reject the compassion,

When one is determined to spread it.

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(Delayed) Day 319 in 2017

Hey skyscrapers, can you hear the unease on the street?

Rolling break-neckly on their rushing feet.

Hey skyscrapers, can you feel the vibe down there?

People dance both in misery and pleasure!

(Delayed) Day 315 in 2017

The eyes in despair cannot see the window,

Of hope and new beginning;

The eyes in despair can only see now,

The closed door in waiting.

Day 310 in 2017

Sunday mornings are not as lazy as you thought it was;

The sun has run up the horizon faster than the rider,

As if it doesn’t want to be left behind the chase;

But who could beat the early risers?

Day 305 in 2017

The afternoon sunbeam is blinding,

Would you be able to see through?

The new month is coming,

Would you like to see it through?

Day 302 in 2017

Weekend walks in willingly,

Whooping with warmhearted works;

While we’ve been waiting without worrying,

Wisdom will water the words.

Day 299 in 2017

Life could be a contradiction;

The weak is avid,

The poor is opulent,

And the faint is pellucid.

All breathe under one tainted sky;

All wander down the defiled land.

(Delayed) Day 295 in 2017

Do you hear the buzz from each corner?

When all are so caught up around the table,

Deep into the mind of one another,

Ushered by the mind-blowing utterance, yet so simple.

(Delayed) Day 294 in 2017

There’s always extra vibe on Friday,

Along with extra smile towards the end of the day,

Easy day, tough day, you name it,

Everyone is looking forward to celebrate it.

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