Since last year, it has been a gruelling experience for everyone, whether you are in Singapore, US, Netherlands, or any other place in the world. Still floating in bewilderment, frozen in fear, here we are, not knowing if life will ever be the same. Yet, we are still hopeful. As we struggle and fight, languish and moan, we are still hopeful.
One day, when we wake up in the morning, when we look out of the window, we see the lights at the horizon. We see leaves lighted up in golden hues and trunks, upright, at ease, like a bunch of young handsome lads, ready and dynamic. We feel the warmth streaming through us. Once again, everything is in vivid colours. The thin veil covering every corner slides away, gradual, and quiet. There is no trace of it ever existing. Nobody remembers it. Nobody…
We leave the dark forest and muddy paths behind us, in yesternight’s dreams.
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