summer's glimpse
it is a sunday
in the fourth of february
cold mornings are gone
the longing for aircons began
sitting beside my ventilator
while working in this incubator
there will never be better
than a glass of ice cold water
in the fourth of february
cold mornings are gone
the longing for aircons began
sitting beside my ventilator
while working in this incubator
there will never be better
than a glass of ice cold water