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My Hopes,
My Faith,
My Love,
My Confidence.
I realize that it is still a season of healing.
This pain,
The subtle pains.
The hidden ones.
The overly exposed one.
The extra ingredients of more comments.
The ingredients of same stabs.
Break Free.
I want to Take Flight.
Bring my Melbourne into Singapore.
I may not be there with the rest of the people.
But I can't go on like this.
There must be some thing more to Singapore yes?
I am stronger than this.
I am.