Whispers Before Goodbye
Before the sunrise, the streets lay still,
Old homes stood quietly against the hill.
Footsteps echoed where memories stay,
One last walk before goodbye took them away.
Old homes stood quietly against the hill.
Footsteps echoed where memories stay,
One last walk before goodbye took them away.
4 AM?! Aunty, Ah Boy was organising a heritage photography expedition or a military operation?!
Even the chickens hadn't reported for duty yet!
I haven't eaten breakfast, but my SHADOW has already eaten a buffet!
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