It seems I caused a bit of civil unrest in real life via the last post - relax. I'm a peaceful being ;) Just don't let me see the select few and I should be as well behaved as a trained pup.
I walked out of the train station today and saw 2 blind people walking out the lift, sticks in hand, holding one another... but people just shunned from their paths.
At lunch, I sat at the coffeeshop people watching, saw this old man across the street, staggering in small steps to keep moving.
I heard about a boyfriend getting caught in bed today with someone else.
I was told about an incident involving molest.
I recalled how poverty kills.
And how jealousy spills.
I...
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I learnt to stop crying at the age of 18, when I was ushered into the bus and sent to the camp. Crying, no matter how muted, how private, how soft, how hurt, how little, I never did ever since.
I learnt to grow up from being a spoilt street brat and moving on to becoming one of the more reliable people around.
I learnt to forgive myself for being selfless, and for giving more than asked for.
I finally learnt what peace will be.
And I, would still like to... many things.
I've always liked black and white.
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