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From boredom by yinlunghuang, literature
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From boredom
Time ticks by,
Minute by minute,
I felt a little cold,
Yet the day is warm.
I felt ill,
Yet felt health,
I felt gladness,
Yet felt worry.
Today is tommorow they say,
Have I chosen the right way?
Nevermind now, for all I worry
The books might not be with me!
