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let me tell u wts it like to be melancholic
one nite, one who sets into a busride to city.. sitting lone, he enjoys the nightly views thru window panel as he solemnly dislodge his mind off to dreams.. as road proceeds, the night sets in with human nature's ecology and vast architecture. clearly viewed from afar, the soul of city comes to light with millions of illuminations, cars filling roadpaths on bridges, overlying dark wavy waters of brisbane river + mother nature's trees alongside.

walking round, he merely sets off to nowhere. looking at ppl, thinking of wt needs to be thought of or just merely sets his mind off to rest. he'd so like a cup of hot choc solely by his own in a coffee shop. this'd give him a smile, otherwise seen by others as peculiar.

he sets off then to citycat (water vessel). here yet, the wonderful sights are nothing else of but amaze. memories set in n go, like breeze sweeping pass by. bringing tghts to cherish & tngs to look onto. wt life.. it has been.

no wonder i cannot let go off blog.. i cud be a beautiful blogger if i'd my camera then. this post wud be smethn more diff.. :)