In a few more hours, I shall be leaving this place, and will be heading to the south-er side of Malaysia.
A place where there's no McDonalds, but KFC. No San Francisco Coffee or Coffee Bean, but Starbucks. A place where there're nicer cars compared to Penang by the seaside.
The place where I retreat when I'm suffering from a great amount of tension.
I'm coming, papa.
I still wish you came along though.
If I die tomorrow, I'll be alright because I believe.
That after we're gone; the spirit carries on.
Speaking what my mind thinks.
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