Sunday, June 03, 2012

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Assalamualaikum. Wr. Wb.

Starting the sky from my room window always makes me feel good as well as sitting alone in the seashore. It's pretty clear above there, no stars, no clouds. O How I wonder what secrets it is protecting from mankind. My fate, my future, how're they written? Plane's twinkle accrossing the