No matter how hard I try, to understand life, to learn lessons, to succumb defeat, or to taste sweet triumph, I could never ever expect things to be the way it should be. There are more spaces to explore, infinite places to go, there will be feelings to endear, there will be more than enough of anything, everything of anything that is; and there will be more hurdles for me to jump too. Will I succeed?
Come what may, I'll be ready to embrace it. I'll be glad to feel sad. I'll be more than appreciated to accept. I'll be what I'll be. I'll see what I want to see. I'll find the way, indeed. I'll always be the child in me.
17 October 2007
whispered by h i t a m p u t i h at 12:11 AM
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