That Is Not So Kind
To Let Me Sleep Soon
In The Early Afternoon.
It Thinks Of The Cars
That I Will Buy
It Thinks Of The Stars
That Are Shining In The Sky
But Even Then I
Don’t Know Why
My Mind Doesn’t Let Me
To Just Have My
Wink Of Sleep
Until It Is Five
My Mind Is So Confused
Why It Is Actually Used
It Was So Much Amused
That It Had Me Accused
My Mind Asks Me
How Will Be Rangoon?
How Could I Tell It
When I Was Swelling A Balloon
My Mind Says It Rules Me
But I Think When I Will Be Free
There Will Be No One
Except Me And Me
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