What Melody fills my ear but your voice?
What Crime am I guilty of but of love?
What Words of anguish do I have but to say I miss you?
What Chains of Sigh do I heave but to long for you?
It is in these that I find comfort for being accused of love. Love surpasses all. It bears no delights in wrong but delights in the truth. It is not jealous nor proud. It is endless and bountiful, love holds no boundaries but endless flowing beauty.
Assignments are going ...going..going to be gone soon.
And soon a New group will be formed..the B..yes..B!
and it will take the world by STORM!
what am I talking about?...ehhh..I duno leh..
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