Friday, February 13, 2009
under the hot sun, aeroplanes past us most of the time, butterflies, they flew on top of us, some just land on our helmet, while we stood still, sweating and await for the command. even how bad it is, i still searched for the beauty surrounding us.like how you looked up at the sky while lying down, you make attempts to hold out your hand to touch it, i dreamt of doing that while we are doing crunches...
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