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Can anyone just listen to everything that comes towards our eardrum? The sound that hit our eardrum continuously. With a tempo. It's so miracle. Why can't human accept the voice that comes as a advice? It is just the matter of accepting and change. It is hard for other to produce repeated voice. Continuously. Can You Hear ? The sound of... Clock - Ticking. Shows time, Passes by and can't be return. It is so precious that it can bring memories. Once it is passed. It's over. Who invented time? If the person is dead, I wish I could dig him/her from the grave and revive him/her. To reinvent the time to be more than 24 hours. Everybody wants extra time. Our daily activities is so limited. And also movement too. Time ticking. Tic-Toc. [Continuously] The sound of... Small Kid - Crying. Show emotions. It is so soft. That it touches my heart. Who did it? And why did you made the kid cry? They are so innocent. Sometimes, Nobody understand them. Understand what they felt. Maybe le...
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I'm Worry

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Seeking

Seeking for the real me. Am I fake in front of others? What can I do? I want ways to be real. Why there is no anybody who want to help? I can't live long with my soul. As long as I live. As maniac as I can be. I do not want to end up sleeping in the side road. Cause I'm not a maniac. Have I seriously changed? I can't feel it. It's like a secret beyond my secret. A secret that nobody knows the actual answer. Can I live with this me? How many support will I get? One? Two? It's funny thinking of it. Even one support I'll be like on the cloud. Can't seem to find Esc button on my keyboard. Where did it went? Playing a fool of me? If time can be reverse. I seriously want to look what am I when I'm few months back. Or years back. Maybe a video of me when I'm good and I'm bad. Maybe I'll realize. Seriously, Nobody can tell what changes that change me. Blogs. Posts. Only these could understand me. They will not angry or reject when I type rubbish. Can...
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