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Saturday, April 21, 2007
<3nyc. 4days more.
we will do this, together.
because we are nanyang choir.
let loose our passion,
let our voices soar.
it's just a matter of whether you want it badly enough.
&when you believe
covering up, a mask, a facade.
is this the real me?
where is the real me?
who is the real me?
i really dont know.
don't know anymore.
lost myself at 12:04 AM