Poem #5
You've been hating me these year.
I just want to sit,listen and hear.
I never expect that I need to go.
To go in a job, Like a show
I don't want to say Goodbye
But it is too late, I just went to the airport and fly.
Too bad I can't see you.
I wonder if I'm gone,What will you do.
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