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what when we finally meet it's cold like winter between me and you a mere stone to reflect the wonderful time we have for each other
and my words like summer wind sailing the warm expanse of your bossom i will send a smile that refracts tears from another realm
bear with me, bear with me bear with the drizzle, the drizzle bear with the hands of nature as they turn the wheel of fate
john tiong chunghoo
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Wednesday, August 01, 2007 |
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Saturday, March 26, 2011 |
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