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A Lifetime of Strings
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You.
The Deck of Cards, many Faces.
The Sly..
The Wary, the Suspicious,
The Unthinkable.
The Secretive, the Accuser,
The Puppeteer.
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Regret? Nah.
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You.
What if she runs?
What if she defies?
Obviously You've forgotten,
Or probably never knew.:
Absence makes the Heart grow Fonder.
You never knew Respect.
Never Would, for You'll always be
The Puppeteer.

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Simply Bullshit.
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You.
Narrow Vocabulary,
Wide Range of Schemes,
Accompanied by Twisted Facts & Lies,
Go get your Ear fixed,
Your Memory refilled.
Throttling too tight.
Poor Puppet & Family,
A Lifetime of Strings,
The Puppeteer.

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Pinocchio Survived.
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You.
Time is Short, Hag.
You'll never know when Time's Up.
Trust in this Bond.
She lied to you?
YOU LIED TOO.
She betrayed your Trust?
You betrayed hers Too.
Time is Short, Hag.
Let the Past go.
Let Go.

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Just for You
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"The People to whom
We owe the most
Never reminds us of
Our debts.
They send us no bills...
Why do I write this?
Because I am thinking of
One of the greatest of my debts-
The one to my Father."

"In God alone
There is rest for my Soul,
From Him comes my Safety..
With Him alone for my Rock,
My Safety, My Fortress...
I can never Fall."

"Children's Children
Are the Crown of old men;
And the Glory of Children
Are their Father."

"Papa never climbed Everest,
Nor made the 'Guinness
Book of Records'...
He never read the Classics,
Nor saw Paintings by Braque...
I was aware that years
Of having known him,
And Loved him,
Have transformed him
From Pap,
The simple human being,
To Papa, the near Saint."

"The Words that a Father
Speaks to his Children
In the Privacy of home
Are not heard by the World,
But as in whispering galleries...
They are clearly heard
At the end,
And by Posterity."

"The Lord our God
Is the one Lord,
And you must Love
The Lord your God
With all your Heart,
All your Soul,
All your Mind,
And with All your Strength."

"A Dad is a man
Haunted by Fears and Anxieties,
But who seems to his Children
The Haven from all Harm.
And who makes them Certain
That Whatever happens...
It will all come right."

"For we Know that
When the Tent that
We live in on Earth
Is folded up, there is a
House built by God for us,
An Everlasting Home
Not made by Human Hands,
In the Heavens."

We Love You, Dad.
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16 years
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It took 6 minutes to pen your thoughts,
Yet it took 0.6 seconds to shut the book.

It took 16 minutes to walk back home,
Yet it took 6 seconds to open the gate.

It took 16 hours to finish the day,
Yet it took 6 hours to sleep the night.

It took 6 days to last a week,
Yet it took 6 seconds to spoil your week.

It took 6 days to read that book,
Yet it took 6 minutes to hear if from someone else.

It took 6 months to build a block of flat,
Yet it took 6 seconds for a Quake to bring it down.

It took 6 years to get the savings,
Yet it took 6 minutes to spend it all.

It took 6 years of growth for that Tree,
Yet it took 6 seconds for it to be chopped down.

It took 6 years to train,
Yet it took 0.06 seconds more for the runner-up.

You'll know them for 16 years,
But you'll take less than 6 seconds to express your love.

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Accumulations I
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Good day everyone!

It's time for me to finally publish the things
That have been waiting to be typed
But accumulated and delayed
Due to computer errors and exams. -.-
(The last entry dates back 18 Aug B.C.)
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Entry 1 - 4 Sep 2004
"The Day it Snowed"
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Everyone was coated with a layer of white,
Perhaps some more to the ivory side.
The Skill of Women was grandly displayed,
(I'm talking about Make-up, nothing else -.-)
And with Ms Lee Ting Tink commenting:
"Their clothes reflect their personalities!"

In any case,
What's so bad about sitting in the front row?
You get to sit, you get the shade...

...You get to feel short too.

I guess the photographer was right to
Separate Ade and me -
The Theory of Equilibrium.

Hopes our final Class Photo turns out well.
(It eventually did, didn't it?)

What's up next?
The Week-Long Holiday I've forgotten
And of course, P.R.E.L.I.M.S.
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Entry 2 - 8 Sep 2004
"Great UnExpectations"
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"If this Gesture is meant as PITY,
I'd rather not accept your GENEROSITY."

[Never give up on me, ...
I'll be right here.
I wonder how long this would take.
At least we know the people there,
I promise to return to you after each Vomit,
Right away.

I won't fear...
I'll concentrate...
I Promise.]

[I won't read signs,
I won't observe too much.
Let them stand as far as they want,
For I will not care.]

[Why converse with me?
Leave me alone, won't you,
I'm Content in my Corner,
Playing the Role of a Goalkeeper...

...Go away.

All that talk about Health.
All that talk about Juices.
Explain more in that SWEET,
Young, Gentle VOICE of yours.
Go ahead, I'll be not listening.
Aren't you tired?
Well, apparently,
I still have to face you,
So don't worry! There'll be no War. :)]
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Entry 3 - "Changes: Winter to Spring"
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When Desperation becomes the Stimulus
For the adrenal glands...
It is only natural for one to succumb
To Words unintentionally directed
To the Eyes across.
Any Declaration, any Expression...
An Utterance, An Order,
A Threat...
These are the indicators of Panic.

If she does not wish to go out with you,
Does not wish to even spot
A Speck of your DNA...
She would be the one, not you,
Refusing to take the time,
To dial your house,
Expecting nothing but a string
Of disconnected and distant Words.
While you aspire to be
The most Indifferent Side of You.

What else could possibly xplain why
She refuses to leave you alone?
If this cherished, treasured substance,
Claiming to have challenged people to suicide,
People to depression,..
And depleting self-consciousness,
Did not exist,
She could have, simply said,
Walked Away.

Agression may be the medicine for you
To express your concern,
(Probably for me as well...?)
but the feelings you had were
Most probably out of Ache.
We have already studied Genetics, remember?
Ultimatedly the colour in the veins is Red.
(That is why the red on our nation's flag
Symbolises Universal Brotherhood.)
In case you don't get it...
Well...
The resistance of that young plant
Came from dominant genes.

A Digit has probably eased
The Tension in you,
Yet I cannot find your authentic label..
Is it time to remove the external layers,
Like Winter to Spring?
Flocks will surround you,
Unafraid of sharing the fishes in their beaks..
Unbuckling loads of Doubts..
Let them settle on the sea bed,
Never to Surface Again.

Release the Pull on the Fishing Line
To achieve plunging deeper,
Release the pull on your
Suspensory ligaments,
To observe, Clearer.

No Hard Feelings!..
You'll always be a *******.
Catch up with you later.
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