dated 2004, April, 13
scribbles, imperfect handwritings, and a notebook titled "inspiration"
so much to reminisce from the proses,
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like the tough times,
like the undelicious lunch
like the faces that i came across
like how good i thought i was in writing love poems!
and how i always left them undelivered.
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the things that we wrote back then can only be laughed about when we are all grown up.
and that is why i am writing this,
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so that i can laugh at something when im reading this at a boring afternoon
2015.
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