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B/L/Leong =)
The rest aint important anymore
Not too cheerful actually
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Thursday, June 14, 2007

Maths test limits alot of things.

And it limits the time i have tonight.

But who cares anyway? When the universal truth has already been known.

Grins.

The past is nothing more than a memory.
The present is nothing more than a gift.

Forget the marks of misery.
Welcome the stars, the crescent moon.
And here let me spend the serene night with you.
As the shooting star zoom past the horizon,

Close your eyes and wish.
And let time freeze at that moment.
Let us freeze at that moment together.
And that moment will forever be the same.

You are the saviour.


{/6:33 PM}
Time's up.