Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Friday, February 12, 2016
could that be the answer to my old time dreams of death?
Could be. Wallahualam. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.
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