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a love so sweet
A memory on the edge of time, a place where we are so sublime,
A distant dream on a midnights eve somewhere far from acknowledged leaves.
A time in which we fell deeper in love, just like to turtle doves.
We sang our songs and gave our token to remember one single moment.


A moment to remember


Tuesday, June 26, 2007, 9:48 PM

if i could do something to make a difference,
i would eliminate all violence in children's life.
the power of media violence. unbelievable.
surprised by how some parents are unaware or probably unaffected about it.

i love the children but they do get to me at times.
8 days down and time do pass very quickly.
soon, i will stop going to that place with giggles of children.
children who hold my hand.
children who look up to me as a teacher.
children who whine and complain.
children who make wonders.

enjoy giving hugs to children. lettin them sit on my laps at times.
holding their hands. petting them to bed.
becos it feels good to feel loved and appreciated.
the comfort. the assurance and security.

i remember something i once said to dear.
wonder he would notice...
look! i do have some memory intacted =D

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