I dedicate this work to those who have touched my life, for all those who have embraced me in the good times before..
There was a time
I used to wait at the front door
and there was a time
I used to jump across that hurting gate
It's all just to saw them
just to met them..
I've walked through this wild world
by my own will
by my own tired feet
by the rest of my hardest breath
There's so much memories
laugh and tears
all the sruggle and pain
let them to be the eyewitness
for the coming of something special
that means a lot
that really precious
that gave me a shape
and such a wonderful colours
Something that have touched me right in here
Right in the bottom of my heart..
written on July 2007
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