Two more days to the departure of my second year,
Two more papers before I forego of all my momentary Gamma memories,
Two more years to da working world;
I wish I had a piano, everything written inside it,
I wish I had a big big bedroom, with ONLY a cozy sofa and alluring bed,
I wish I had a candle, which fuses eternally;
For the dreams you are after,
For another anticipation that you ponder;
To be somewhere there,
And proud to be there,
Just for the sake of my dreams and anticipation.
posted by fern at
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