The rain carries fragments …
It is at moments like these that my thoughts begin to wander off to a distant moment in time …
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Miss! Girls must not walk in the rain!
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Do you have something to cover yourself with?
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And just as I was about to take that first step, to mindlessly take a stroll under the pitter-patter realities, a stranger comes by and says;
You will get drenched. Let me walk you to your car.
The aspiration of one’s early days.
11.07pm Malaysian Time
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