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Thursday, January 25, 2007

We brought up the topic of hair patting yesterday, and it so reminded me of you.

How you ran thru my hair when we were in our own world.
How you stroke my hair when my head was on ur lap.
How you patted my hair when you gave me a peck on my forehead.

How I wished the tunnel that they used to delivered food in Tekong was constructed from my room to your bunk. And we can meet in the middle of the tunnel every night.

I missed you more than ever last night.

1:21 PM

It's Me

Kai Lin
24 years old
Saggitarius
Married and loved

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