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Jan 2014
Stuck between both mortal and immortal worlds
Wishing your sweet tooth would grow miraculously into a wisdom tooth
Siding on the immortal landmarks and seven staircases air space
Mortals would rot in the tombs they honored with whispers and marbles

Opinions are something to rage with authentic furs
Justice could be forsaken bet it is Judge Judy

Oh!
The crystal clear ocean the world holds
How pure it is
How innocent it is
How suspicious it could be

Mortals will fail to discover
The leagues of truths the ocean was hiding inside coral reefs.

But immortals would not
Cause every drop of the sea, there's a  minuscule salt
The difference between the now life and the after life, I suppose
Written by
Farihah F  Kuching
(Kuching)   
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   Timothy
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