Friday, May 18, 2007

The wish of a dying man

The minutes of time drag and rotate slowly
There seems too much to be used and be spend wisely

The clock strikes every 360
4, 5 hrs is enough sleep
Walking zombie and work like a coolie
But never feel uneasy
Except for occasional fainting spirit

The mechanics are breaking down slowly
Everyday is a miracle, probably?

All I ask for is to die slowly
and naturally.






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