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Monday, August 6, 2012

You.

Maybe you are the one
but I prefer time decides for itself.
Let the past be concealed
And when that day come
I promise,
No hesitation..

If there is what so called fate
I'll accept it
And towards that day
I'm holding in
To remind myself
Life is full of imperfection.










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