Wake up now
Keep your head high
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On 9:13 PM , Saturday, September 13, 2008
I miss high jump. A lot.

You know, I miss those days waking up with uncertainty and joy.
I miss that 'nothing is possible' faith.
I miss those days that I am absolutely feeble that I merely counted on God.
You know, it's when things go wrong, or you're out alone way-less.
That I am reminded of the God's power.
I miss those days without A,B,C or D as options.
I miss the time dwelling in His presence when I have nothing left.
That's why
I really miss high jumping.
LALALALALALALALA..
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