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08 November, 2007

Dear God

Just one more week left to go.. God please don't let me down again this time.. I don't think I'd have enough plasters left to mend another shattered heart. Don't let her get away again. I just hope that the 1 and a half year wait was worthed every single while. From nothing to something that made everything else perfect. Please tell her all that is needed to be told. Yes, her. She's that certain someone who loves talking to herself, that certain someone who loves durians, that certain someone who thinks butterflies are lovely creatures, that certain someone who has valentine's day as her birthday, that one girl from the 913 bus.. I can type down many more if I wanted to, but... Hmm.. God please do me this one favour. I'd do just anything. I can't promise that I'll pray everyday, but I'll definitely try. Pretty please?

Yours forever,
zakaria

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