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Sunday, November 13, 2011 // 4:08 AM

A DECEASED PERSON YOU WISH YOU COULD TALK TO
A person? Two actually. Kak Nia, Aunty Ning. Kak Nia was our servant and Aunty Ning was my mom's sister. They were gone so early. And i just wish they could watch me grow as healthy as, like they have taken care of me when i was young. I love them so much that i would be searching for them in my dreams. I wish i could talk to them. They are my inspiration. If i had one wish, i would like to meet them. Although, it has been years long since they are gone. They will always be in my memories. I don't know how to actually explain how meaningful they are to me. They are like diamonds. So precious, delicate and fragile.

I can never forgot what they have done for me. I love them so much. I hope they are doing good at the other world.

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