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May 2013
Too many thoughts,
Too little space,
Too little time,
To think them through.

They're hard to explain,
In poems,
Words,
Or anything.

I need to let them all out
But they are stubborn,
Obstinate,
They just won't go.

They don't seem to pile,
They just grow.
As time draws near,
My mind disappears.

In a sea of thoughts
Unspoken,
Unheard,
Unknown.
A Yellow Domino
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A Yellow Domino  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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   Liam, ---, Sally A Bayan, ashw, --- and 4 others
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