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I like the rains and the nights. People looks like they see me silent and quiet. I only say the lines inside and never mouthing them. I was born to be different, even though I always try equalizing.

Sometimes life is easy and hard, also is up and down. Often feel burden by those, and wanna give up. 

I know you know, that someone is supposed to have someone behind or beside. 

Maybe I just forgot about the first time when I opened my eyes and saw the world. But the memories and feelings that are so wonderfull to be forgetten never slip away to take a part in me. 

Maybe I never say anything about this before. 


Family? Yes. Them. Family. I mean my family. They are so kind towards me. Understanding me without being ask for understanding them back. Loving me sincerily without being ask for loving them back. But I'll always try to pay them in return.

Its very good. Perfect. That they are my family. I'm so thankful for having them. 

A place when I avoid the heavy rains. A place when I have every one outside ignoring me. 

A place that brings me warm. A place that always welcome to me. Its a Home. My Home. Its them. My Family.


Time by time, its slowly help me consume about around and surronding. Told me to respect, help, and love to every one. Also time by time, there's a sign that told me to more respect, help, and love about those that loving me with no reasons.

I'm no good with expressions, and they are know that. Never tired giving me directions for living a life. They are totally so kind and you all should know.

Their happines are very matter to me. I really hope I could be a person that can bring happiness to them. 



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