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Standing up, sitting down
Grinned with my lips zipped, stared somberly into the air,
When emptiness spreads everywhere
And mechanical sounds consistently penetrated through glasses of a window and through my heart
Glaze outside to absorb darkness, and let thoughts fall behind,
When melancholy like ghosts, raving through nothingness,
And nothingness fulfilled my heart
Jolted as a cold current inlet into my lungs,
I took a breath and released it out,
Turning around my spinning chair
The elastic back of the chair sprung
Swing and Swung, Swing and Swung
Hitching my neck through the edge and circle my arms on
Forgetting time is flowing
And bounced my back long after stably trembling
Without a memory of why and how
Then standing up
Then sitting down
When emptiness spreads everywhere,
And mechanical sounds consistently penetrated through glasses of a window and through my heart
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