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Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes

Suddenly 'Lucy' seems like the sweetest name

life's simple pleasures are sweet too
like mum's fried rice with bittergourd-tofu soup (flooded with bittergourd of course)
i don't want any more Macs or korean cup noodles or mee sua when we have no time for decent dinners and finish project reports at 6 in the morning

THE AUTHOR

graduating. and pretty much lost. black hair, brown eyes, never sick of sashimi.

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