The twilight in the evening wit hgolden glow; receive the star cane-moon that would show shining gold in the night-like the fall decorated with garden trees. The fragrances sprays from every blooming flowers. And the nightbirds welcome with some melodies of sweet songs behing the leafy trees. But, all of sudden, the memories of 'PKL' in Jambewangi that had passed, present of my mind, come to hurt feeling. tighten the chest. My heart being confusion while I leaned my head above the table. i closed my eyes in a ow of my heart that hummed the legend of sadness. Then, remember with every memories on Sunday in Mr Ponidi's house, that was so sweet! It's still whining clearly in my ears. Every words and laughs when we were in gathered. You know, my heart feel so lonely, and it has been m issing you so much!! Yeah, missing you much! you know why I feel like this? It's so hard to make our mind free from such a prison of missing shackles. The beautiful of this world would not able to change my heart to forget you.
ni'am tata, mey 7 2010, in da class, 09:15 a.m.
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