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arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !! )):

zhen me ban ... hao xin ku , xin cheng cheng de ...
she me dou bu xia zuo . !
zao bu dao yi yi le .

It goes up and down and up and down endlessly .

There is something amazing and living that I hold in both of my small hands.

Sometimes it feels cold ,
sometimes it feels hot .

Sometimes it is dull ,
sometimes it is colourful .

Sometimes it appears like a glass ,
sometimes it appears like a diamond .

Sometimes it appears very rough ,
sometimes it appears very smooth .

At times it will grow spikes that pierced through my hands ,
But at times I felt as if i was holding another warming world .

At times I have to open my hands & allow my parents to inspect it ,
But at times I will have to share it with my friends & loved ones .

Nevertheless , be it what form it consistently changes to , which way it goes , who it is with or whatsoever ,
I am still and must be fully responsible for it & gotta stay strong .


Oh.