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Sometimes wondering if things go right
Lecturing students who are not bright
The point is they are not interested in learning how to write
Not to mention the question "What is life?"

Writing and typing about what I feel nice
sometimes feeling alone is my fright
putting my words in lines that rhymes
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Weaving the net further or just another version of being caught? Revealing dilemma of every knot Yesterday mind designed in the court Upholding a goodbye subtly in order not to spoil any pot As a simple pot resembles chicken of soup in every cultural Chinese song Signifying unity...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/565447"><title>God speed</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/565447</link><description>This is the day I decided to leave him for good As if that’s what I think is good The cruel words from me to protect him as a piece of ever-lasting wood With the loving-care words I can think of that sounds good Not letting myself to fall prey of one’s greedy passion As if all humans are predator...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/565234"><title>Tango of the soul</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/565234</link><description>It’s like a nightmare Mood swinging from one cliff to another Mind fully noticing the change of weather As if a person who is of bi-polarized character The blades of soul are sharp on either side Seeking ways to control the roamer Trying hard to settle down the heart traveler Changing look to...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/565011"><title>How bubble-kids learn English?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/565011</link><description>little children handing out to draw a candy bubble gum for sure every kid will dream for a couple contained inside a sphere-shade transparent bubble bottle for every coin there rumbles a ball coming down along the tunnel one out of hundred colorfuls dancing upon the upper funnel each little hand...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/564342"><title>How to say sorry to your doctor?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/564342</link><description>Missing the doctor's first class for summer OT Coming to the second but late as if it's a so-so duty Overhearing from classmates the doctor was humorous and naughty Surprisingly he kept talking and talking as if charged with forever-battery “Blah blah blah” so he said "Lah lah lah” off my brain...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/564156"><title>A stray cat of politics (school version)</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/564156</link><description>The stray cat stands outside the gate Gazing… gaping… and then looked her up and down She let It in for the sake of her purpose She chucked It out shortly after their encounter For the sake of the mysterious black For the sake of being not YOUnderstanding FEAR of something she coYOUldn't...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/563953"><title>female irrational fear at night</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/563953</link><description>Waking up in the middle of a night Feeling right for seconds Mind rewinding happy moments Venturing into somewhere joyful Full of air from the realm of calmness All of a sudden Darkness invited itself Standing, sitting, staring A shade...Right next to her Scanning through her HD of 2.4GHz...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/563874"><title>"what is life?" - reply to sinome</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/563874</link><description>reading your words reminding of a lesson from a doctor once i tried to learn "life is a battle", according to what he says "winning or losing" neither one is ultimate term surprisingly "regenerating" and "staying alive" is his final word life is an art life is a battle life is short life is a...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/563793"><title>Deep water of loneliness</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/irishih/563793</link><description>deep waters reflecting spattering of waters her friend, father, teacher, but not hopefully lover yet falling to convince the other mirroring confusing identities between the student-teacher preaching along his life-long experience planning for one's future and calcuating for one's best yet...</description></item></rdf:RDF>