At the end


We all were dreamers,
We all felt wild,
We all went crazy,
We all were young once.

You hold something,
I hold some another thing,
We holding differently,
Though we all were young once.

It's now the time for the end,
Wild, Dream, and Crazy is trash,
We all want same again,
The peace.

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