I'm tired of perfect roads,
I m tired of fast rail,
Here comes the truth,
In this fresh air,
It’s difficult
to Inhale
I want to burn myself in the temperature forty five,
I too want to be pampered,
Don’t want to be just alive.
Though wonderful people gave me some unforgettable
moments here,
But I know something is missing,
This feeling is difficult to bear;
All I can say is I’m home sick,
Didn't want to show,
Strength is what that I’m losing now,
My family doesn't deserve to be alone,
A feeling is crossing my mind that this heaven is not
my own .
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