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Butterflies and Broken Wings. :: Our lives begin to end, the day we become silent about things that matter ::

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Growing old

.. is different from growing up.
Growing old.. you change physically, no more mentally.

Mummy, please stop growing old.
Daddy, please be young once more.

Sometimes I wonder.. am I spending too little time with them.
Everytime I look closely, they seem to have aged.. abit too much for me to be comfortable with.

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