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The footprints

By , Zamboanga city, Philippines
I felt a cold wind rushing through my skin,
it reminds me of something...
I felt the softness of the sand that touched my feet.

As I continue to walk,
the sound of the waves soothed me...
It also reminds me of something,
but I can't remember

then I stopped for a while,
I made my own footprints on the sand
and at that moment, I realized that It all reminds mo of the magnificent world I had stepped on...





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L@vLL said...
Sept. 18, 2009 at 4:23 am
hi!! thanks for viewing...
 
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