talk to me...

some random musings 

and random poetry (haha it seems trendy to post emo poems on blogs)

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if you still remember me 

and if you still know me...

or have I just became part 

of the background of the sac?

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look away to see nothing

move away to feel nothing

and maybe we could just say

shut the mind to think of anything

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and maybe there was a time

maybe I was just blind

it was just you and me

and maybe just some bubble tea

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and I'll still be happy

I'll just pretend to never see

never never emo please

it is just some foul disease...

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if God wills He'll make it be

and if not, just let it be...

for He knows what's best in everything

but still, won't you talk to me?

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worship is an offering of oneself,

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surrender... sacrifice

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something different,special, new, passionate,

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and yet tangible, real, presence

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I was worried it'll be too 'showy' and distracting, esp since when  i told a number of Y5s the reaction was quite stunned

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but God still came and ministered

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burdens to carry, the keyboard is heavy

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infinite surds, at the root of everything

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C3-06 is a fun place to be

esp when there are 3 hours of free periods

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