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Sunday, July 18, 2010

a story of a wonderful hands

Hand, it born in a pair, like twins.

Hand, owned 5 siblings fingers, have their special functionality.

Hand, build by billions of cells, let it move so smoothly.

Hand, build up the life of man, develop the future.


Hands can build, Hands can shape, Hands can mold, and Hands do speak.

Her hands is soft and tender; love and care.

His hands is big and strong; fight and protect.

Forever live in hands, grasp for the heaven.


Thursday, July 15, 2010

do you still remember?

Tiredness bring it to a day of my life. Could not be found, could not be seen, could not be sense. One word, misremember the other word forget always happen around me and surrounding me. Can i ask, Do you still remember me? But i don't have the courage to do so. I don't feel like i'm anything to you. And i don't think that you make me step in your life. I'm just lingering outside the fence of your heart.

Today, i clicked on the link to see your blog. I feel so awkward, i feel so sad. When i start reading your blog, i can't stop my tear running down. It is so fool of me. It is so naive of me. I shouldn't be get the feeling. I'm might be just a dot in a pixel. This is my misery life, or misery comes to me?

If you don't have the heart for it, please make the last sentence and turn back to basic. One red dot is always that obvious in a group of black. Everyone is so different, that you might not notice. Stop mind playing but playing with your mind. Dance to the music and take a break.
Stop thinking, swallow all the pain, turn to the other road and continue. I can't let go this easily, i cannot be this stubborn, but i will try it out! I really hope that i can still hold up all this till the end.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

have you?

Should i just let it go? peanut + butter is a perfect match? Or peanut just stay up with their own peanut family. Sun goes down, but will rise in the tomorrow morning. Flower fall, but will bloom again in the next day. Bird fly away, but won't guarantee it will come back again, just like the chances that we always missed.

Water swim by the rock, grass, and dirt and leave thier marks. Human mark is just the same as water. Run so fast that sometime people don't even remember. Name and fame, time and glory, is just a small piece that make people matter for a short while. the Trickster live among us, but only one thing that cannot be trick is the Love.

Live your life. Don't waste!

Pledge Life,

Claire