Standing here In this God knows what floor

Just having my break

I see dark but colorful clouds

Highlighted by city lights

A view I always paint in my mind

Like a subconscious dream

Listening to some bands

Playing outside

A nearby “happy place”

Good old late 90s songs

The Good old late 90s songs

I say the good old days are still here

I feel them in my palms

I’ve been keeping them

Safely in my pocket

They are my greatest companions

When ever I meet new people

Or work with a new group

I would always base my standards

To the success I have

With you Brothers and Sisters

And yes I miss them all

I miss you all

Whenever I see young teens strolling

Under the street lights

I always see myself

In them

As if they were we

Back then

Never absent

In our nighttime living

Laughing and dreaming like today

Or yesterday’s tomorrow

Wouldn’t come

And now fate has separated us

Some have found what their

Souls has been searching

While others are still on their way

But none the less

I would always pray

That one-day

We would all get together

Some day, some how

I’m confident about that

Well…

Until then

Shall keep on sending you

My messages

Letting you know

You all are that close to my heart

HAppy Birthday to ya OL!

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