Luyện nghe bài hát I'll Finish This Book Later

Dive the land of papercuts and ink stained cufflinks
These words open
a record of your receipts
To remind you of the joy of the sunset

The poem bring you down
Your hatreds float like butterflies
And maybe read this tonight
Gain credence through you'll recite

Dust the often
Take time

Though it seems a constant
When you feed yourself the words that up the child in you
Grab the from the shelf
This moment needs to be cemented,

The will bring you down
Your hatreds float away like
And maybe you'll read tonight
Gain credence through what recite
And maybe you'll this tonight

the page often
Take time