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작성일 : 11/09/30
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A spritual wound
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It has been raining since I returned home from the country.
The typhoon is cruising in the direction of seoul..
very very slowly, taking up horror. so It has been still raining now.
But I like raininng. Whenever it rains, I feel comfortable.
Looking at the window which the rainwater trickled down sets my mind at ease.
Now and then, It also makes me feel solitary and lonely.
Retired from the GUNG-SANG Acedemy a few days ago.
Frankly I went to considerable trouble in doing it.
Until from at 7 A.M to 11 P.M.......
It was a heavy and painful task for me.
My clothes which was soaked with sweat made my body give-off a bad smell....
disgusting and unpleasant sweat smell.
A certain pupil said, "Sir,Please keep away from me, You have a bad smell".
The shoking speaking........Oh my God...
The speaking became a decisive factor why I retired from the Acedemy.
I didn't wanna stay..
I just would like to fly the sky freely, without unrestrainment.
To me...At least to me....
There didn't exist even any time to take a shower till getting home.
On leaving the school gates, I had to run toward the Acedemy,
skipping a meal.I am very sad now,
It draws close to me as enormous spiritual wound.
Do-Wha...She was a very sincere student.
I was just sorry for my mistake to her.
Now I wanna meet my spouse who can do washings and cook for me.
but I don't have confidence.
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