I love to share,this story of mine.Along with my friends,some of us on the road,going nowhere but ahead.We just met actually,after a long2-time-no-see.
We talked, we gossiped,we shared, we laughed.Sometimes our tears shed,the tears of joyfulness.
For some reason,we could not remember,that most of the meet,end with departure,
It happened like a sudden,where we met the end of the road,unprepared.Gloomy silence filled the air,our eyes staring nowhere but dwelling backinside our head,replayed the last few days' memories.outside.The cold rain rhythmically tapped the car roof....what a day.
the Green Kancil
Keeping Something Back for the Future
11 hours ago
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aumhh...green kancil turbo tuh..
Here's another one about roads...my favorite
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
and be one traveler, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair
and having perhaps a better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear
though as for that the passing there
had worn them really about the same
and both that morning equally lay
in leaves no step had trodden black
oh, I kept the first for another day
yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood; and I -
took the one less traveled by
and that has made all the difference
The road not taken by Robert Frost
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