Every time there is a tiny ant on me.. or a moth.. in my room or on me.
I try my best to set it free outside.
And every time I do.. it reminds me of someone's words. Long lost words.
Having touched silk worms.. it affected me.
I'm going to raise them once the HSC is over. Just a couple this time..
Also.. I'm hoping that I can start using a piano after the HSC..
I wanna play that instrument and maybe in time.. perhaps, make something that's unique and mine.. something genuinely mine.. something.. none other can claim its theirs.
I really want that feeling again.. for once.. Something to be..
Just mine.
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