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04A5 Alson.Guang Hui.Alastair.Rong Rong.Evon.Marvin.Qian Zi.Isaac.Hwee Pin.Han Zhi.Feng Ji.Jeremy.Clarence.Racheal.Zhiyang.Yi Sheng.Yong Cheng.Pey Shan.Junni.Sally.Alvin.Jian Lin.Xin Hui.Eng Yeow. How Many Special People Change? archives?! July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 May 2005 June 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 June 2006 July 2006 October 2006 December 2006 February 2007 April 2007 May 2007 July 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 November 2008 Tagboard
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a simple truth is that all beauty must die, all good things must come to an end, all reunions must part, and all that is said before fades to oblivion when a new step is taken, a new social circle, a new life, a new school, a new year, a new future...this is how we move on in the circle of life...revolving till we may meet again, in the exact sense of things, exact state of mind and exact reminiscence of old times. lest we forget that afternoon in the playground near macdonalds, when only those who truly cared were all present... stood together, to support a friend in need, and reunited in an unbreakable bond of friendship, comfort, brotherbood in the purest sense... that friend was me; i will remember this day till the day i die... and then the rain came down, we took refuse in that little play hut, and the rain drowned our sorrows away . . . . . . . . "the rain drops falling on my head..." by ~me~ at 11:45 PM ©
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