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Friday, February 25, 2011


With the sweet memories of mine
those silly but funny words of nine

I enrich myself by looking at the sky
Looking a glimpse of mine in my bro
I remember all the things like a rope

 Throwing a stone in a water puddle
Reminds me how i used to sit on my father's shoulder saddle

sitting in a empty room
saw an old man, saw children playing outside
Thought is this destined for my other side?

Surrounded with a bunch of old people
nothing to talk not even giggle.....

I don't know why I'm thinking
when my present is already sinking........