I need my solitude
I need my quietness
I need my breath in the air
Work and I
I need sun
I need colors, shapes and...
I need the excitments of light
Work and I
I need rain
I need tar-black cloud
I need different dimension
I need different temperature
of what it's like
Work and I
I need no time
Time scatters on my shoulder
While I'm dreaming
While I'm in love
With the ghosts of my life
Work and I
By Yaoling Lee
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