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Tuesday, 25 March 2008 1:12 am
Leaves whizziling down..

As i went and get my dinner today, i walked down the street, looking above the sky. Dark and heavy clouds hanging over it. It looks like a big and heavy rain pouring down soon. When i began to walk, i lifted up my arms, letting the wind blowed through me, that kind of feeling, makes me like a little bird flying in the windy weather. Leaves began to whizzed down the streets, i have the sudden 'feel' of begin in a country side, counting in my heart, which one day will i get to go there. Living in this city is tiring, stress constantly rising, and it seems less people cares. I know God will give me the rest, but i really pray for that day to come to escape, a place where things work slow, a pace that i find rest. It seems like there's a party going on in my head, it won't stop hurting! God, i cried out for that peace, so that my heard can find rest.
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