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I Am Nurul Huda


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March 6, 2009, 3/06/2009 09:47:00 PM

What Else Can I Say When She Text Me About Her Late Brother?
Every word of it bothers me actually.
By right, it makes me cry.
By left, i'm holding on.
What Else Can I Do?
Nothing.
He says He gonna remember 29/03/1989.
I feel like as if things happen once again.
Shall i Deny every thing and
act nothing happen?