i'm folding my clothes
i didn't expect how much
space i could save
how much this small
drawer can neatly handle
even my socks i fold
i will do that to my car
remove all those clatter
at the back because lately
people seem to hitch a ride
with me to furthest parking lot
i don't mind i pass it anyway
can you imagine if you do that
to your life, take care of little things
like calling your honey twice a day
buying her flower once a week
taking her to dinner once a month
what do you think, go try it's win, win
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