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9 Dec 2009 11:02 AM
hi all,
will go for a while. it has been a great place to know so many friends n write. will read u from time to time i have no doubt when get my hands on pc...lol. some of the stories have amazed me...thanks for sharing!!! i have learned a lot from ur kind words n how to live a life to the full.
love, love, love n lol.
a great year to come for all of us here. see you all, till next time...
Best Regards,
happy happy X'mas & new new new love year!
from iceberg
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7 Dec 2009 4:23 PM
n why am growing sober each day? lol
i go with my heart(isn't it silly?), not my head...so i will bump into something quickly enough i know...ouch! lol, still.
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6 Dec 2009 2:29 PM
For years I had shut down my democratic windows, to keep out the tempest, the blizzard; So drove out the warm smile, welcoming breeze and the luscious pears in the orchard. Did I regret it-- as I inspected closely a potplant of stunned tree of mute, I asked myself if it was an eyesore. I had sparingly watered it with my tears, neglected it for over ten years. Reality at times cruel; was I a heartless fool? While I was in doubt, the wind was out and about. When I heard the knock, I wondered what was behind the deadlock--Could it be another sneer and mock? So I peered through the gap, tentatively let in a bit of air, Sunrays, moonlights, stars, rains; I did not know...perhaps another nightmare. My pot plant felt the wind; it stretched out its arms. Leaves shone with imperceptible charms. Each night as I looked on, it spoke of its own mind-- Dreams, laughs, cries, hopes, together if not bemused they were all inter-twined. Shall I open the windows? Might I catch a glance in the end, of the mythical rainbows? Apart from each blunder, I did not know the answer.
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5 Dec 2009 7:33 AM
i remember when small, i looked at those mamas n papas in white hairs n thought: would one day i be like that?
yeah, i am, finally, lol.
but i also find that my heart seems to be not one day older. guess that is how my troubles start. well at least i leave them behind.
i still see moon, stars; dreams never cease to visit at night...n i find ppl here have a similar streak. that is comforting!
or, maybe i heard someone said: you will never change!
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3 Dec 2009 6:16 PM
life has been so boring to me since i was a child. i thought to go away to a strange country was so romantic and the 'foreign land' was always greener!
o well, not really, to me; so far, that was.
i had never ventured out of the hard cover of an adventure book... even love is all paper works lol
what will/shall i do if i can do it again?
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