HUmid midnight

Humid midnight,

Wind from the fan gently passing by.


I supposed watching silent sky, surfing webs would be nice,

However, things is getting a bit odd,

odd that can’t be explained just by a talk.


Everything seems like going so well,

However when we think a bit deeper, the key thing that made us suffer was the future;

We can’t let it stop coming,

   can’t just doing nothing,

   can’t thing of anything.

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