Please turn off the air-cond.
I can't stand the cold
hold my breath, freeze my soul.
Lecture is saturating me,
Thus, the day dreaming begin
I'm just sleepy
the cold is killing me...
The pen slip out of my fingers
I can hardly see what am I writing
but seems I'm doing something
I can hardly read
I'm freezing...
2 tons eyes closing
fighting to stay awake
I can't remember when I slept
but I'm awake
and everyone looking at me
I can see, I wrote "thanks for the life"
and I'm looking at my self.
the other me is still sleeping...
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