I was six when my first journey was made.................
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When Stories Faded Unheard.
"There is no greater pain than being met with silence by the one person you were waiting to connect with". Balakbalak, nangna balu...
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Bakalah thei makke to ongnu laa Hwei ongnu hwei, bakungbi lam le. Bakaan chat mak to ong ramram kala kabaang riri Phaang thanglang le kala...
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We leaned from childhood To a seeds of thousand wood, Mingling to and fro with passion To catch the golden spores Of delightful nature...
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I thought of writing a farewell page for you this day, I'm distracted once more. I thought of presenting departure song, with a tears I...
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