the bustle of final semester..:p
it feels just like a blink of an eye... time has gone so fast since the first time i stepped on this historical ground of malacca... and still i yet to realize my journey here is almost reaching it's end...
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Memories are the things that we hold on to. It may fade, but it never cease to exist. It will always be there encrypted in the back of the mind that repeatedly longing for it to be reminisced. This may explained how memory work. Not for everybody of course but at least for me, this is how it always be.
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