 | I chase time. I chase dream. But will it mean I lose everything in between? Mama says head on, Ayah says stay. Shall I let nature takes its course, knowing that I will not be able to handle its dip of failure. Why do we dream too much in the first place?
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Friday, October 1, 2010
5:08 AM
my sweet little princess is growing up
prettier each day juz like an angel
each time i drink d coffee in d cup
ur face will appear like a jewel
thanks syg. hugs! imy.
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