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*½Î±¸·Á Ä¿ÇÇ (Cheap Coffee) - Àå±âÇÏ
½Î±¸·Á Ä¿ÇǸ¦ ¸¶½Å´Ù I drink cheap coffee. ¹ÌÁö±ÙÇØ ÀûÀÝÀÌ ¼ÓÀÌ ¾²·Á¿Â´Ù It¡¯s lukewarm and makes my stomach hurt. ´ª´ªÇÑ ºñ´ÒÀåÆÇ¿¡ ¹ß¹Ù´ÚÀÌ Â½ÇÏ°í ´Þ¶óºÙ¾ú´Ù ¶³¾îÁø´Ù My feet stick to the soggy electric heating pad beneath me.
ÀÌÁ¦´Â ¾Æ¹«·¸Áö ¾Ê¾î Now I don¡¯t feel anything. ¹ÙÄû¹ú·¹ ÇѸ¶¸®Âë ¾³ Áö³ª°¡µµ Even if a cockroach crosses in front of me, ¹«°Å¿î ³»ÀÏ ¾ÆÄ§¿£ ´Ù¸¸ ±×Àú ¾à°£ÀÇ ±âħÀÌ ¸ØÃâ »ý°¢À» ¾Ê´Â´Ù Tomorrow morning I don¡¯t even flinch. ÃàÃàÇÑ À̺ÒÀ» °µ´Ù I fold my damp blankets. »ß°Æ´ë´Â ¹®À» ¿°í ¹Û¿¡ ³ª°¡ º»´Ù I open my creaky door and go outside. ¾ÆÁ÷ ´ú °µ ÇÏ´ÃÀÌ ³Ê¹« °¡±î¿ö The overcast sky seems so close. ¼û½¬±â°¡ ½±Áö¸¦ ¾Ê´Ù It¡¯s not easy to breathe. ¼ö¸¸¹ø º» °Í¸¸ °°´Ù I think I¡¯ve seen this millions of times. ¾îÁö·¯¿ö ¾²·¯Áú Á¤µµ·Î~ Àͼ÷Çϱ⸸ ÇÏ´Ù I¡¯m so used to this it makes me dizzy to the point of fainting. ³²Àº °Íµµ ¾øÀÌ ÅÖºó ³ª¸¦ Àá±Ù´Ù With nothing left, I lock myself away from the world.
ºñ°¡ ³»¸®¸é ó¸¶ ¹Ø¿¡¼ Âޱ׸®°í ¾É¾Æ¼ When it rains, I crouch under the eaves, ¸ÛÇÏ´Ï ±×³É °¡¸¸È÷ º¸´Ù º¸¸éÀº And just stare off into space, À̰Ŵ ¹º°¡ ¾Æ´Ï´Ù ½Í¾î And I feel like something¡¯s wrong
ºñ°¡ ±×Ãĵµ Èñ²ô¹Ç·¹Á×Á×ÇÑ Even when it stops raining, Àú°Ô ÇÏ´ÃÀ̶ó°í Çϱ⿡´Â ¹º°¡ ³Ê¹« ³·°Ô I feel like the overcast sky is too low to be called the sky. ¸Ó¸®Ä«¶ô¿¡ °ÅÀÇ ´ê°Ô Á¶±Ý¸¸ ¶Ù¾îµµ Even if I jump just a little to the point where it grazes my hair, Á¤¼ö¸®¸¦ Äô Çϰí ÂöÀ» °Å °°Àºµ¥ I feel like I can almost touch the sky with the top of my head¡¦ º®Àå ¼Ó Á¦½ÀÁ¦´Â ¹ú½á ²Ë Â÷ ÀÖÀ¸³ª¸¶³ª The humidifier in my closet is all full¡¦ ¸ð±â ¶§·ÁÀâ´Ù ¹øÁø Çǰ¡ ¹¯Àº °Å¿ïÀ» º¼ ¶§¸¶´Ù And every time I see the mirror with the smeared blood of the mosquito I squashed¡¦ ¾î¿ì! ¾à°£ ³î¶ó Oh! I get surprised¡¦
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ÀÌÁ¦´Â ÀåÆÇÀÌ ³Áö ³»°¡ ÀåÆÇÀÎÁöµµ ¸ô¶ó Now I don¡¯t know if I¡¯m the electric heating pad or if the electric heating pad is me¡¦ ÇØ°¡ ¶ß±âµµ Àü¿¡ Áö´Â ÀÌ·± »óȲÀº ¹º°¡ Why does the sun set even before the sun rises?