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강철 고양이

sweater

ut in the fields the skies crack and peel.
While off in the distance the buildings collide.
And down in the grass is a sea of broken glass.
And remnants of lives that I used to label “mine.”





p comes the sun to burn everyone.
And we pay the difference by peeling off our skin.
And as far as we can tell, it’s pretty cold in hell.
But you’ve got your sweaters,
So I’m sure you won’t mind.