Second Time
The way I feel for a second time, I'm not afraid.
I know about it, to feel your body reacts.
The first time I was sitting on this hill, full of greens.
I don't remember but the changing, same moments like the second time.
The second time I was running, someone chasing.
I didn't give up, its just I realize it was the time.
Its quiet different with the first time, though I know but never thought.
A flame is the first thing I see, and I was calm about it.
A soft beaming lights get through my body, and all become white.
The weight so lighter, I fell down and maybe its the fallen.
Yet I'm smiling and not feel any pain, I learn I'm ready.
I don't tremble of anything, I don't know what I left behind either.
My skin went different, I know how it feels funny.
The first time, I sit on the hill alone and enjoy the wind breeze.
The second time, I was flying down and like dancing on the air.
The never ending time dimension, the peace.
The first time I was alone, now, too.
But someone next to me, now, He knows too.
What is it about? Its almost 6 years.
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