Air, water, fire, and dirt. You've touched it, but you can't tell me how it feels like.
Cause you're numb
Blinded by the dark
Stranded in desert, you're astray. Need some stars to be followed.
But you're blind
You're rich
Still you can't buy anything. A gold bars are your foot pedestal.
Cause you have everything
Soon, science make you god but faith make you demon
Where are those human?
They grab all things to make it their own
Hold it tight, too tight
Thousand hands to grab, hands to scratch
Still, can't you have that much, even with thousand hands?
;My water and sand
~for people that are late to realise that they got nothing~

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