Thursday, June 3, 2010

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The millions come and go, leaving nothing,
like rain on rolling hills they flow, hoping for something.
And yet on their faces, only monotony-
the sheer straightness, repetition, so gloomy.
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Ong Kar Jin

Ong Kar Jin

Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
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