The birds chirping off the morning
Evening has lost a lot of missing
Yearn still, sparkling full
I did not sleep well for the whole night
A sheep
Forcing myself to regain concious…

I set foot on the lectern
Yearn creep away from my shoe cervice
I flip through yesterday’s handout
Yearn emerged from the handwritting
I ride motorcycles ready to leave the hall
Yearn hot pursuit me from behind
I stopped my motorcycle
And collide with the yearn that came from back…

For a long time not awake
And when I shake off yearn in the ground
I thought the yearn will dead
It  fit with my soul..


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