You know that feeling when the clouds give way to the Sun and the first beaming warmth touches your skin? A relief, a warm cozy feeling? That's what my Popo is to me, just that the clouds are too thick, everything is beyond my reach. I can only watch and wait for gloomy past to give way so that she can shine again and send her warmth to me.
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Migrating Season
Pops there is not much difference between humans and birds. We live at some place and then we move to a new city and just like birds we make...
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Feeling so sad, so blue if you only knew all that i'd do not to lose you my heart's in pain no sunshine just rain a tear stain ...
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