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.Monday, January 07, 2008 ; 8:27 PM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.

How often one has that surging feeling of wanting to hear a particular voice?
I kinda miss him. Really. This time it is for real. We both have our own set of business. We both have our own ministry to serve. I miss his voice. That slurry, non-chalant, bo chap voice. Actually he cares a lot. Just act as if he doesn't. I was too scared to do anything. Why should I?
I felt relieved when me said he has nobody in mind. Then again, can I trust the words that came out of guy's mouth? Take it with a pinch of salt.
Oh well....







THAT GIRL;Y

~KatZ~

BREAK THE SLIENCE;Y







APPLAUSE;Y

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