I ran back,
to my schooling,
an orthodox christian institution
where 5'o clock chill baths taken,
where I was sleeping,
asking excuse to the warden.
its all about running for the place
to take bath in a big rectangular tank,
full of competition...
that is sweet that nothing beyond that.

forwarding to my early college days,
the apple of my eyes,
the start of a breeze,
the sweet nothing nights
that makes my hormones bloom
he loves me,
I said yes, I am for you.
the start of everything...
I pause...
to experience the start of an era...

fast forwarding 7 years,
reaching the present,
meeting with my love of 7 long years,
a happy rappo,
but heart full of pain,
it is not the sweet competition
to take bath,
but a competition to have the heads high,
an adult unemployed stage
a bitter one expecting a miracle beyond...

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