In the wee hours of the night, listening to the ticking sound of my watch make me happy.
Because i'm still breathing, i'm still alive.
Got a news from Taiwan.
The man that i respect alot, died a month back.
He's one of the most righteous guy i've ever known.
And he's only 41.
how can life be so fragile?
no mood to continue.
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