Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

It's two thousand and seven again

And I feel absolutely the same
It's a cycle

Which I can't destroy

And I'll meet my fate-ruining decoy
All variables

That have been there

Will awake and the function is near
All the lines

Which were commented on

Will become newly rewritten songs
All of it restarted coroutine

And the code I have built is almost real.