Lanes

J john tiong chunghoo john tiong chunghoo
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1960s - once I walked my country lane with friends all over we talked and laughed played marbles and shared our love for movies and songs 1980s - then everything varnished as we grew up we moved to live in a city where we chased after dreams and ambitions after the day's work everybody seems to go their own way they hid themselves in home and places so hard for us to penetrate we met each other without really knowing each other we laughed and cried to ourselves in a concrete jungle that kept our heart so cold 1990s - these days we walk the country lanes of the universe at the tip of our fingers sharing heart and thoughts with people we hardly know we go to sleep alone daily wondering who our friends really are we seem to have friends everywhere and nowhere

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