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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

you know,
sometimes in life you have
to be like the clouds.
mould to suit the environment
be it you like it or not.
accept the harsh treatments
though you know it kills silently.
but you have to go on.
continue flowing with the wind.
once in a while,you pour out.
but to whom?
birds pass through you;
like people come and go.
do they even know how you feel?
do they even know how you feel?
do they even know how you feel?
do they?
do they?
do they?
only time will tell.


cheer me;
9:30 PM