So anyway, just now I wrote this small piece which I know to be very childish and immature. But since it's finally not about sad feelings, I thought of publishing it anyway. So here it goes:
Don't know what just happened,
but everything seems special now.
Every words, every pages, every single ticks
of that ruthless clock!
Everything is wonderful and pretty-
for now:
like a touch of a wizard's wand!
Don't know what just happened,
but the last thing I remember is
Your words,your voice,
whispering through the silent room.
As the title say, it's named "An Odd Feeling".
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