My life is not moving
As I had once wished, why?
I shouldn't have left my job;
Now I realize that
Once I give up something,
It's very difficult
To get back, and tension
Will increase to kill my
Peace of mind in slow pace;
But, love is still flowing
Like an ocean in me;
That will help me revive
My memories to make
A garden of poems.
(Composed with 6-Syllable lines)
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