Saturday, 24 October 2015

Imagine you clasping your two palms together, where there's a ball-shape space in between them.

Imagine having to not let go your hands off the space. Dreams and desires build up in such a little room where they got to compressed, suppressed and oppressed their natures for the survival of the fittest.

At heart, the hope is a time to unleash and start to know the good living.

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