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He is talking onto the radio beat next to me, I see same faces everyday at home and even in the other day. Last night, he told me he is gonna practice his talk by the trees in the central park and he left. This is what I always wanted to know about, for long time; why my tears are running down on my face everyday endlessly. So to seek the truth, I see I can’t find my way out of the place. Here I am driving down my car as feeling my mind empty, the radio has running and heard someone’s voice, and I see myself pressing my heart cry again.