Work work work

Last night this morning

Sounds like we have to living for our living

Last night was cool

Coz I only wear a short

Flowing on the street at midnight timing

Counting the stars by look at the empty sky

Friends walked in and out

They given me something but I can’t tell

Like those paper on the copy machine

Love comes and loved stay

It makes me something and I don’t know how

Like those Stellas

Different but it’s what you want

Work work work

Friday night Saturday morning

Looks like this is a no-ending job and we have to keep doing it

Saturday morning stills cool

No sun strong wind and cloudy

I have to put on my jacket even inside the car

People drinks coffee people sits in different positions

If my latte can be a bit bitter

Is it can be more tastes?

6^th of October

We got lots things to do

ps Friday’s family are definitely carper than the Saturday night…

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