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Saturday, September 02, 2006

My young one got a far car which is remote-controlled. God, never imagined a one like that for myself when it's my big day when I was young. I'm jealous of it, utterly. For a wonder left is this, did I found myself in a shower of family warmth before? Apart from the monetary needs, was left a home , bed and computer utilised for me. That's poor part of me. For a wonder left is this, did ever anyone in my home ask me " How's school today?" For everything I merely kept to myself, wanted very much to divulged my thoughts to someone dear and kin but HALT! Who can I tell ? For a wonder left is this, did "What do you want for birthday ?" appeared to me before? For this wonder is unanswered just as random as how my birthday is spent at home every year. For these thoughts I always loved having Regina.


We were opened to each other and everything just come out in our chat as blabbers. But now, who can I find ? I don't and never intended for a new spring, but hope for you to be back. You are who I'm used to be with, to quarrel with. Truely, love you. Back at one, back to me for now. Please and that's all for today my world. That's all for you, my love.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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