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Mar 2017
Today I felt giddy when I woke up,
Got no strength to move,
Had little memory of what I did yesterday.

But,
I knew I needed to take a walk today,
The glorious Sun was scorching and blazing,
So brightly,
That it felt blinding,
My eyes, cringed.

As I walked,
And as the Sun shined,
I notice that every though I walked this road everyday,
The flowers were beautiful,
The grass green,
The spiders IS STILL creepy
But the path tells a story.

Hence,
I pondered in my dreamy mind,
The flowers were beautiful,
And grass green,
And the insects somewhat creepy.

The Good The Bad and The ugly.
It always equates to the "Three",
Yes, the flowers is beautiful,
Only because of the creepy crawlers around,
To make them so,
After all, they are the workers for the flowers, and grass,

The crawlers are around,
Only because there is environment for them to be in,
And that very place,
Like every other place,
Has The Good, The Bad, And the Ugly.

It is just Maths.

I concur.
to touch up and re-construct my thoughts when I re-visit
RayRay
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RayRay  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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