It’s been two months since she is carrying
A brigade of thoughts on her mind
So many answers she has to find
Does it worth the time?
A question she asks to herself
Her eyes look for an answer
While browsing though the bookshelf
The one she is searching for is lost in the middle somewhere
She flip the pages, one by one
Getting restless she thinks of giving another dry run
She walks through the shelves
The names that cross by aren’t meant to serve her imaginations
Once in despair, her eyes are now stuck with glare
Her hands reaches to grab the book
That reads how to launch yourself as a cook!
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