The sound of her cry travels through the rain...

Embrace the sadness.
Grief quiets the sound of the beating heart,even if I have no voice...

'CJH 2002'

I made a carving,'CJH 2002' on the bark of one of the trees at Changi beach in year 2002,& i happened to saw it yesterday after 6 long years.
The tree is still standing firm and strong,and the carving is still distinctly visible.
I hope u are leading your life like that of a tree-strong,determined and courageous,despite the thunder,the storm and the endless rain...
hate and sadness... Sunday, 12 October 2008;10/12/2008 05:36:00 pm
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