Date: 2/18/2009

Age is nothing but numbers.

GOING THIRTY Somewhere i wanted to be when my age is thirty. Being with somebody here next to me. The place that always on mind. Far away but easy to find. Proud to be and not to hind. Surrounded by the people with heart of a kind. Palm trees and honey bees, sunset and breeze. Being there is just like a French kiss that you don't like to miss. Wishing life is a movie dreaming of a guy like Seely. Here next to me when my age turn thirty. Or Fred Durst look alike. What a life to hike! Time moves fast but i still stuck in here for last. Jammin' with my past which i couldn't overcast. Can you tell me. Where and whom will i be? Does anyone can foresee? What will happen to me when my age turn thirty?


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