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Friday, October 06, 2006
Memories
Memories, the most priceless and beautiful thing in this world, where no one can take them away from you. Keeping them all inside my heart close to me. Treasuring each and every single one of them, hoping that one day I will not only have these left. Maybe one day, that will be the only thing that I've got left. Still holding on so tightly, hoping that my wish will come true.
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Low Wee Kang
15
St. Joseph's Institution
436
Hockey
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