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Sunday, September 4, 2011

My September


It’s the beginning of September
When the sun shine brighter than usual,
The wind blows hot and stinging,
The leaves and grass are turning brown
Makes everything look barren
And the rain is still hiding behind the clouds

People say it’s the month of happiness
I can see the festivity surrounds me
Smiles and laughters are filling the house
But, my heart is moulted
As the leaves falling down from the trees.
Oh..Nobody knows and sees the tears inside.  

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