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Vanidy
Poems
Oct 2017
Sick
I am sick now.
All I can do is frown.
Shaking from all the chill.
They said coldness can ****.
I'm just sitting here,
Waiting for a cup of hot tea.
My fingers can barely move.
Yet my ears can still feel some groove.
I'm just sitting here, sick.
Random cough and hiccs.
But at least I won't go to school.
That's a lot more cool.
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