Fireworks
The resolutions and talks
Are echoing through the
Outer Walls
In here there are 3 souls
Who don’t have any care left
For these calls
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And yet when the clock ticked
And those digital faces hit
00:00
Fireworks echoed
Round and Round
The souls who pretended
To Never Care bout these calls
Ran Up the stairs
Just to see those Glittering Stars
Which lasted only for a moment
But the one which left a spark
In our mind




