Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Saturday, May 29, 2010

This is my answer.

It makes me wonder how planes are able to fly. I wonder
where are they heading to. I imagine the people inside, I
imagine myself in it too. I think about the black patches on
the moon. I wonder if there are astronauts on it, I wonder
if I can see them. I don't know if you get it, but planes and
the moon make me feel that all hopes are not lost.

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