Memories of the Wind.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Blinks.
My memory is disappearing without a trace. And I am starting to dread that feeling of being lost. Things. I can't seem to remember any of them.I really need to check up on my brain status. What if I forget you people?
Haix..
Moody mood. Perplexed.
......
I am a guardian of people's secrets. When people tell me something private, I know better than to spread things around. There is an element of trust when people choose to confide in you and we do not betray that trust.
I shall keep all these secrets high up in the sky to be under the care of the stars. And I wish upon the stars, hoping that everything turns out well for them. If a particular star blinks at you, you know your secret is well-kept.
Haix..
Moody mood. Perplexed.
......
I am a guardian of people's secrets. When people tell me something private, I know better than to spread things around. There is an element of trust when people choose to confide in you and we do not betray that trust.
I shall keep all these secrets high up in the sky to be under the care of the stars. And I wish upon the stars, hoping that everything turns out well for them. If a particular star blinks at you, you know your secret is well-kept.
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