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Cee Apr 19
Aft
I was sitting on the chair,
Watching inflight entertainment.
But half of my mind was thinking about what I was supposed to do during that time.
My eyes were so tired.
My head kept shaking.
My body was so heavy, wanting to give up.
But what was I supposed to do?

I couldn’t rest my heart. My soul. My mind.
I felt I was going to face heaven anytime.
Cee Apr 19
The trees are dancing as the wind caresses my skin.
In my eyes, the light shines brightly: reminding me that even in the coldest circumstances, there is beauty and tranquility.

— The End —