I suddenly remembered that I had a period of time that I'd study hard at F.5. in school. I study really hard at that time. I really missed it.

But I could remembered when it occured. But I didn't had patient at that time.

I don't know how long I'd keep. Perhaps two weeks. If I do keep hard at that time. I could repeat at school now. Not alone.

The time gone is gone. Just leave it, let it go. Heating, burning my lung whenever I breathe.

A pen, a paper, the exam. Those are controlling my future.

I slowly recognized what'd my "friend" was mean - Stress, a huge press as strong as a billion gamble in throwing a dice. Then I've one third chance to win the game.

Risky, I know. But the dice is thrown. Slowly like a slow motion. You could do nothing for it.

Oh, I've a flash memory again. Shorts day, I stand under the rain, pretending. Wishing profound. Grey sky. I'm F.4. right? The day I'm depressed. Watch over the horizon. "This is the wordld" I thought. Humans are dirty. I'm the one wish to be "unique" innocent. But infact I'm the most dirty one.

Never be clean.

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