想著你的温柔
它提醒了我自己
因为你的鼓励
我从此更努力
因为你的真心
我失败了不会灰心
我因为你因为爱
坚强我自己
你用毅力勇气
耐心等候了多年
你给我的信心
坚定我的方向
我的退缩放弃
你一次又一次承受打击
你因为我因为爱
坚强你自己
也是就因为这样
我们会更珍惜自己
经过了过去的疼痛
更明白如何继续
也是就因为这样
我们会更珍惜自己
因为是爱因为真心
因为未来的日子
每一个清晨梦醒有你
陪我患难的也是你
开心时一同欢笑
受伤时携手共度
每一个晴天雨天有你
夜里轻语的也是你
成功时一同享有
失意时我们坦然去面对
只因为有了爱有了爱
有了爱

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Haven't been catching up on news lately, but the NKF lawsuit fiasco was really begging for attention on the headlines.

I don't have much scruples about the CEO's pay per se.  (it is after all comparable to what other CEOs are getting, percentage-wise.  And...I've stopped regarding it as an NPO, the moment I ceased my monthly donations some years ( Read more... )

someday,
even poets
must stop
writing.

those who fall
must fly,
or end up
crashing.

and the
brightest star
will one day
burn itself up
to find
sweet death waiting-

for you
and for me.

I know the pain you must feel. But what good advice can I offer, if fallen leaves still clutter my backyard?

You believe in God- a far-flung concept to me now.  Because you believe, I know these songs will bring you solace.  And I carry the same wishes of the friend who sent me the songs- may they tide you through your darker moments.
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To the Indian female security guard who looked like she just walked out of a Botero painting (walking still-life, I do not kid you!)- thank you very much.  I haven't been amused like this for ages.  And I apologise for my covert attempts to take a picture of you to prove my point, to which you responded, "Sorry lah Sir, no pictures allowed".  I ( Read more... )

Thanks to T, I'm holding onto 周华健's 小天堂 (which we purchased together seven years ago).   Hopelessly smitten with this song now-摆渡人的歌.  The imagery of a solitary boatman moving towards the harbour is hauntingly beautiful, and the new orchestral arrangment played out by a string quartet just reinforces the image that manages to be both brooding yet ( Read more... )

After a semester's tussle with tedious coding, vile and loathsome mathematical formulae and the likes, it was a just respite to be able to read again.  By that I mean delving into a fictional world whose characters you have little connection to, but can still keenly identify with fragments of their existence, their whims, their joys, their pain and ( Read more... )