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Now, why don't we try to be deep, or shallow, or mellow.or whatever it is that we ought to be.

Friday, February 5, 2010

When we're busy at playing adult,
there're those tiny things that still manage to excite.
I suppose,
there will always be a piece of that little child in all of us.
Posted by NurulNadiah at 10:24 PM

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