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Your colourless monochrome, Your same old dreams, Those are what you see in me. But two worlds cannot share same skies, And in them not the same stars will shine. My skies reach higher than yours, In mine always a full moon is to rise, When the sun sets, brighter stars stay by its side. At nights, million hopeful dreams shine. When I am quiet, you think no good of me, But gentle winds slash their whips only when in need, If you think me the shy loser which you always were, Then remember, behind the moon's light, There lies the darkness' realm.